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What a good fucking girl you are. Spread these pages while you spread your legs. Let all the unhinged, depraved darkness out.
Sometimes you need to cut ties with people… And sometimes those ties are arteries.
the world is not black and white despite the ignorant, naïve fuckers who live by that philosophy. No, it's many shades of fucked up – and I've been in the grey for a long time.
Many people see me as the villain. And to that I say… then I'll be the fucking villain.
I swear if one more person asks me how I feel, I'm going to go insane — if I'm not already there.
For some reason, my journey keeps moving with the death of other people. And yet, apparently I'm lucky for it. People have a fucked up way of looking at prospective. I guess we're all a bit fucked up though.
It's unexpected but frankly, I think I might be fucking in love with her.
We're all broken. But there's something different about her. And if I'm not the only one to notice, then I'm going to have blood on my hands.
Damon is right, she's pulling me in so quickly. But I want to fall, I want to drown in everything about her.
I don't care if it kills me. It would be the ending of all endings — a fitting demise for somebody like me.
"Oh, God," she mutters breathlessly. "Fuck. Oh, God." "I'm your God now, little killer. And I'm your fucking Devil too."
"Your body is my territory, my sweet victory. Together, we'll rule the unhinged, little killer."
"Baby girl, stop," he groans, grabbing me. "I didn't call you that because I thought you were a murderer when we met. I called you that because I knew you would be the death of me. But it's a sweet death, one that I welcome."
