I’ve been cumming to some dark fantasies lately. I don’t mean gently dark, I mean I need a full blown taboo role play if I want to fulfill my desire. That, or I can turn my dreams into a reality. I think heavily about the euphoria of watching the light go out of someone’s eyes, and that being by my hand. That’s right, I want to snuff out a life, but who knows if I can stop at one? What if I become addicted to being a killer?
Then, I’d be the best and most satisfied serial killer of this century. If you know me, you know I damn near worship the ground Edmund Kemper walked on. That, if I ever start, is who I aspire to be. The only difference is that I will never allow myself to get captured by police; I would never willingly turn myself in.
My cunt stays wet when I think about asphyxiation or hemophilia. I could bludgeon, or shoot, or stab. I can drown. I can take anyone, lure them in, and then destroy everything they thought they knew. I want blood on my hands, and I want it now. Will it be yours?
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