OK, before I tell you I have decided to kill butt-head, I will explain something that maybe has not sunk in to anyone's mind yet, and THIS is probably what will make sense as to why, if I said I love anyone, I would be lying, because ...
I am amazed at times to find that the ONLY reason I do something is that I WANT to, not because it is right or acceptable, but rather that it... amuses me, or fits into what I want.
No one's opinion or needs have ever made me do anything, and the total INDIFFERENCE to people's misery or joy is what makes me the... KILLING machine everyone is about to see, because I will kill, and make no mistake about it. It will not be God Who decides who lives or dies, but it is ME, because whatever shall remain will have to be what I want to remin, what I have TAKEN for myself, and I will NEVER again ASK anyone to do anything, because I SAY it, and either it is done or the opposing forces get removed and it is done anyway.
So, when I see a chick, for instance, I find myself totally incapable of being ... happy... with the woman if we have to... negotiate... things. I take what I want, and if she likes it too, that is incidental, NOT intentional where I am concerned.
So, do not EVER think we will have a consensus thing: michelle, I am going to kill you so that you know that where I am concerned there is NO Such Animal as ' consensual' ... relationship: I TAKE what I want and reject any pretense towards mutual consent, like this chick I saw today, with a red short dress on, who had an ass like... ho!, and she had those angry-looking full legs that would, by white skinny-standards [ Victoria Beckham style] be called fat, but they were sooo sexy I wanted to strip her there and then.
Funny thing, (my helper?) she turned around when I looked though I swear I did NOT move, and then she came back again, with the same guy, later in the day, and she was dressed in another short thing, greenish?, and when she passed, she looked at me again, and THEN the guy with her (never diss body-language) also turned and then put an arm possesively around her, which I knew to mean he wwas definitely on shaky ground with her., and I bagged her.
Guerss the reason I am trying to be rather specific in describing the women is so that they will be able to identify themselves and come to me, when peolple start dying, and I pull them to me.
YESSS!
I am amazed at times to find that the ONLY reason I do something is that I WANT to, not because it is right or acceptable, but rather that it... amuses me, or fits into what I want.
No one's opinion or needs have ever made me do anything, and the total INDIFFERENCE to people's misery or joy is what makes me the... KILLING machine everyone is about to see, because I will kill, and make no mistake about it. It will not be God Who decides who lives or dies, but it is ME, because whatever shall remain will have to be what I want to remin, what I have TAKEN for myself, and I will NEVER again ASK anyone to do anything, because I SAY it, and either it is done or the opposing forces get removed and it is done anyway.
So, when I see a chick, for instance, I find myself totally incapable of being ... happy... with the woman if we have to... negotiate... things. I take what I want, and if she likes it too, that is incidental, NOT intentional where I am concerned.
So, do not EVER think we will have a consensus thing: michelle, I am going to kill you so that you know that where I am concerned there is NO Such Animal as ' consensual' ... relationship: I TAKE what I want and reject any pretense towards mutual consent, like this chick I saw today, with a red short dress on, who had an ass like... ho!, and she had those angry-looking full legs that would, by white skinny-standards [ Victoria Beckham style] be called fat, but they were sooo sexy I wanted to strip her there and then.
Funny thing, (my helper?) she turned around when I looked though I swear I did NOT move, and then she came back again, with the same guy, later in the day, and she was dressed in another short thing, greenish?, and when she passed, she looked at me again, and THEN the guy with her (never diss body-language) also turned and then put an arm possesively around her, which I knew to mean he wwas definitely on shaky ground with her., and I bagged her.
Guerss the reason I am trying to be rather specific in describing the women is so that they will be able to identify themselves and come to me, when peolple start dying, and I pull them to me.
YESSS!
So, butt-head dies. I SAID I would probably change in a few hours, and I have. Now, I will have to kill him, then michelle, then the interfering ones who make up the OSC, every last one of them, because they wanted to reason with me, or they were laying bets about just how long this madman would last.
Pity about some of the sexy ones I had chosen, but the first rule anyone must learn in MY world is that NO ONE matters that much. I really do not give a hoot what happens to anyone; if for example anyone falls sick I will just ignore and leave behind; I will NOT be encumbered by anyone.
Now, that said
WELCOME TO MY KILLING GROUND.
Pity about some of the sexy ones I had chosen, but the first rule anyone must learn in MY world is that NO ONE matters that much. I really do not give a hoot what happens to anyone; if for example anyone falls sick I will just ignore and leave behind; I will NOT be encumbered by anyone.
Now, that said
WELCOME TO MY KILLING GROUND.
YESSSSSS!
I will incinerate them and use their bodies as lawn manure, yessss!!
OH YESSSS!
I will incinerate them and use their bodies as lawn manure, yessss!!
OH YESSSS!
