the wildflower cases
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I'm not a psychopath, I promise. Sadistic? Probably. It's not like I have grudges or reasons for why I do what I do. I just like the feeling that comes out of it. I never regret what I've done. My mind tends to wonder what would happen if I didn't do what I did, but it never stops me.
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