Who says you have to be out of your mind to murder?
Who says you have to have lost your marbles to maim?
Is that really how things work around here?
What a shame.
When people rip and claw and shred, that's when things really get fun.
Only slivers of sanity, spots of unstained skin, and hints of happiness now.
People dying and drowning and laughing and frowning and dancing with posies til they turn themselves to ash.
I am perfectly sane, haven't gone to one asylum and I've been murdering since I was born.
First me mum when I was just 0 years, 0 months, 0 weeks, 0 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, and 51 seconds old, died of cardiac arrest she did, and on false charges too.
Then me pop when I was 2, I let out the dog to see what it would do. Ran right into the street, my dad, like a sheep, went right after and was crushed - what a rush - too bad he didn't see the truck too.
To the orphanage I was sent, and I went, just to provide someone some stress, because - I confess - I just loved i