Love Being a Psychopath

Love Being a Psychopath

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 6, 2025
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This is an original story from my imagination. Honestly I don't think the concept is that unique. It is pretty close to a 'Yandere' vibes then anything else Honestly. The main character is March. He basicly grew whit a not so good family environment. This kind of push him to cause warm on other kidd when he was younger and disliking the fact of having someone close to him. Sure the destiny had to do it work and give him a best friend. The friendship stayed bound for three good years. He hate it and love it at the same time, mostly love it His bestfriend name is Shame. I know it is weird. But the reasoning behind it is because his parent didn't wanted a boy. In fact you'll had guess it, they wanted a girl. When they got the news about him being a boy, they called him 'Shame'. To underline their despetion. Sooooo... the more you people will read it the less it will make sense. Maybe their relationship can get toxic? Maybe March will loss feeling for his friend and let it guide it by a dangerous emotion? Will Shame fight back his parents? You'll Maybe know it by read it. Welcome to my story. ‼️This whole story will probably make sense in some way but I doubt it would be all the time. Also, there is going to have some bad English.‼️
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𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----

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