trust me i may look sweet but all i feel like i could lour someone into the dark and stab them and no one would suspect the sweet little girl. i want to peal there skin with a potatoe skin peeler, and hear then and look at them in the eyes as they die i want them to have hope so i can crush it, make them think they have a chance of living then cut there thy so they slowly bleed out. i want to lay with them as they die with my head resting gentley on there blood covered corpes so i could hear there last heart beat.. Story im writing
hey sry i was unable to get back online last night im steeling internet from some one around here it gos in and out ... any way i misss u and hope to talk to you again soon
You left me here like a Chalk Outline on the sidewalk waiting for the rain to wash away. You keep coming back to the scene of the crime, but the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyway. All you left behind was a Chalk Outline.
If you wish to see my pictures then I must friend you first. They are set to private. People, this is my SIGNATURE. I'm not saying this TO YOU. Stop responding to it.