Playing With Fire
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How is a 17 year old psychopath suppose to deal with the ignorant shits of the world? Kill herself or kill them, that is the qestion.
Murder's cruel, inhumane and barbaric in others eyes, but in my own it's amazing and brillant. The sight of your enemies blood splattered across the wall, making a beautiful piece of art. Empowerment courses through your veins as the snapping of their bones ignites the night. How could someone like that find any sort of love or compassion?
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