09-04-2016, 05:03 AM
"Hey, how did you know??" I grin, my eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'm his only living child" I watch you shutter as the words crawl up your back and reach your ear. I throw my knife into the air, catching it and repeating that over and over. "So why the fuck do you insist on babysitting me? Realize I'm just gonna go out tomorrow night and slaughter twice as many. What're you really doing here? You're not preventing murder, you're postponing it."
I'm a weird, quirky filled lollipop triple dipped in psycho. Are you brave enough to take a bite?