• I live in In a cheap apartment.
  • I was born on February 1
  • My occupation is Stuff.
  • I am Male.
  • BleedingProfusely

    As her cold body lays there, I stare at it lovingly. The blood that adorns her body; her pale skin. I take a step around it. The sound of by shoes against the floor is hollow, almost metallic- echoing in my ears along with the screaming and pleading of her beautiful voice. When she screamed my name like that, so afraid, I smiled with a look of satisfaction. Her eyes so wide, her teeth covered with red, my spine had shivers going up it from the ecstatic feeling that had bubbled up in my body. I shake my head a bit, baring my teeth. My eyes drag over her torn body, bruises and cuts littering the expanse of her arms, legs, abdomen, everywhere but her face. She screams again, tears dripping down to the floor beneath her. Again I take the hamme…

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