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I needed a target who stuck around long enough for me to kill them and escape. Why was that so much to ask?
And I couldn’t even celebrate my victory in the death game because now it looked like I had someone else to kill. Jeez, you wait for people to murder then ten come along
Food always tasted better when it was stolen from a bitch wearing crocs. Croc wearers didn’t deserve tasty sandwiches. Fact.
But then I liked a lot of things I wasn’t supposed to, like killing and maiming and My Little Pony.
No one ever wanted to play killer with me. Even when I was a kid, my older brothers wouldn't join in. Apparently I got too stabby. But what was a bit of blood between siblings?
But I wanted the pain right then, because it reminded me I was just a girl with wants and wishes and I didn’t have to pretend they didn’t exist.
"Creatures are gonna start living in there soon if you don't sort it out one way or another. Nasty little bastard creatures who whisper mean things in your ears." "Like geckos?" she asked in horror, wide eyed as she patted her crazy hair like she was hunting for them. "Yeah. And a little arsehole of a wasp called Claud,"
"You fuckin' traitor, Colin!" he yelled and it took me a beat to realise he was speaking to the damn chain before he slammed into me, catching hold of it and yanking hard.
I was gonna prove I was the best killer he ever saw today. Better than that Bundy guy or the Night Stalker or even Voldemort.
They’d call me the Crimson Tide. Saving foofs one flow at a time.
Hello pretties, I’ve come for tea. Is there cake? I do like cake. But only when it’s served with a side of murder.
She winked at me in the moonlight and I scowled. She was clearly enjoying herself and if I didn’t get her back soon enough, she was gonna start bonding with El Burro and acting like a right little whore.
Are you thinking this is about a person? You’d be wrong, he’s talking about a knife
Or I could pretend to be a snake and casually slither out the front gate after picking up Jack on the way. Oh my god, I’m actually a genius. It’s kinda frightening sometimes. I shuffled out from behind the rose bush and flattened myself to the ground as I started wriggling across it. “I’m coming Jack, ssssss. I’ll get you off that busssss.”
