My Kills

(#5 6/20/2012)

When I began to write about my murders, I didn’t think anyone would follow me. Especially not so soon! But there are a few of you interested in me and I want to tell you what killing does to me.

When I am stabbing someone, I feel clean, whole, and alive. As though my entire existence were made for this moment. It’s messy and it takes a long time to clean up, but it’s worth it.

It just feels right to have my hand covered in blood, holding a knife.

It just feels right to have my hand covered in blood, holding a knife.

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7 thoughts on “My Kills

  1. You keep talking about getting rid of the bodies, but you’re not really that specific about where the bodies are going or what you’re even really doing with them.

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