The Ripper
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"If you do not want to be the victim then simply become the monster"
When I asked him why, that was his response. Those women were apparently victims but in his eyes they were the very monsters whom made him this way. He stopped being the victim & became the monster...
"I do not suffer from insanity...I enjoy every minute of it"
When asked if he pleaded insanity, he simply laughed and responded calmy. The truth is, he was never insane...He was a brilliant mind, no one would ever suspect but behind his angelic smile there was demon that lay dormant.
"I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are."
When we first met, two entirely different people. Two lost souls looking for answers, looking for comfort, looking for love & understanding. A soul who basked in light & the other who embraced the darkness...2 souls that became one.
He is my lover, the man of my dreams.
But to society, he is...The Ripper.
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