My name's Eladria, i escaped from St. Mary's mental institution (a.k.a home for the crazy [i prefer home for the special])... it's not that i escaped they kinda let me go... said some stuff about me devouring their cookie stack, i mean, who leaves that shit laying around? In a vault? With three locks, on three different doors? Did i mention the doors were made of that typical steel you get in the movies at that psychopath's house, you know that door... behind it you'll find all his victims' dead bodies and so forth... well the cookie stack was behind just three of them, i mean who does that? That's like provoking me on purpose. So the nurses there/our care takers (our "slaves" like i liked to call them) forged papers saying i'm all "healed" and "mentally stable now" whatever that's supposed to mean... but rest assure my little peanuts... i wasn't in the psychward for anything serious. I mean the dude that ran over my cat... it's only fair that i tortured everyone he loved right? He was asking for it... so i think it's fair, Ella says it's fair... Ella is the wild beast inside me btw, she's my inner psycho, my inner crazy self, also known as the voice inside my head... they couldn't send me to jail... cops were scared of me, guess a little 14 year old girl with blood all over her and a knife bigger than her face found at a crime scene grinning like the cat that ate the cinnary can scare a big burly guy in uniform... but other than that ima sweet gal... really i am... i love kittens or cats in general, especially my baby Bella, purple is my favourite colour, especially stained with red... i LOVE!!! oreos... like , love that shit... ummmm andd... yeah that's about it... #peace, love ya'll... #staysafeandeatveganpie #benicetoanimals #veganism