do you know what it's like to be close to death?
To feel it at arms reach.
to feel your last breath,
or maybe your running for your life. but you don't know where to stop so you just keep running.
Even though the trees and branches are cutting into your flesh as you run through the cold, dark and damp forest as if someone is chasing you to the ends of the earth.
I'm sure there are people who know what that's like. and to know that is just sick.
**I'm just a plain writer that writes about sex and murder and stuff along the lines of that.**
But until just now I realize that. This is a real thing.
Some of the stuff people write about is too descriptive, and not that I love that... It's just that it's kinda crazy to know that someone could be locked up in a tiny crate being sold on the dark web or dead 2-month-old baby guts are being sold at 2million dollars an intestine.
My point is... That there are sick, twisted people in the world who dream about that. And laugh at dissecting a child, or human being, in general, is funny, and that they somehow find pleasure in that.
**I'm sorry I just needed to rant about this.**
