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I need to have her tonight. I’ll break into her house and fuck her ’til she dies, and fuck her even more after.
What if some other psycho found their way in?
I wish I could fuck her to death.
I want to take her to her actual home, my basement, where she belongs.
Emmanuel still appears quite content with the toothpick on crack.
It’s not what society would approve of, but society approves
of a lot of fucked-up things, so it can go fuck itself.
I picture fucking and stabbing her until I have to sew pieces of her back together.
Why can’t anyone, anyone on this planet, love me?
“You don’t have to cry for it anymore, pretty bird. There it is. There’s your come. All nice and warm for your little hungry hole.”
She doesn’t know that as soon as I discovered where she’d moved, I bought the property.
“Oh. Did that hurt, baby? I’m sorry,” I mock, and laugh.
For the first time in my life, I have the urge to give someone the world.
I doubt it’s in the way normal people would give someone the world
I’m not used to taking shit from the people around me in exchange for their affection.”
Our baby is going to be beautiful.”
Why does he even want a baby?!
she’s too fun to lose to death,
“Shh … I am your life now.”
The way she stabbed me. So romantic … No, fuck that, I’m in love.
Does he not understand that the skull painted on his face doesn’t let me forget
Literally told you he paints his face so you remember he’s a monster
