@Geshi95 people around here treat others like prey. They are wolves, waiting to pounce.
How about we put our differences aside and I take you out for a nice dinner to apologize? I will pick the place a quiet/ dark spot.
I like the silence and the shadows. When it’s quiet, you can hear things most people can’t. And in the dark, I feel comfortable, like I’m invisible.
Could you wear a long white dress? One that reaches your ankles, with red high heels or pumps? I’m not like other guys. I don’t like women wearing short, revealing outfits. It takes away the fun. What’s left to discover when everything is already shown? I like the thrill of unwrapping something slowly, savoring it. Your white dress would be a perfect gift for me to unravel.
You won’t need to bring anything; I’ll take care of it all. Oh! and I’m a chemist, so I’ll bring my usual things a pair of black latex gloves/ a bindle of pure scopolamine/ a bottle of hydrogen peroxide/ a bottle of bleach/ a lighter/ some gasoline/ a shovel/ my favorite knife/ a guitar string and a body bag.
Maybe after dinner we can take a walk somewhere quiet away from all those people.
I’ll open my bindle of pure scopolamine and blow it towards you, like when people blow on an eyelash and make a wish. Except my wish will come true the moment it hits your system.
Then you’ll be mine. Mind/ body/ and soul. A puppet, my puppet.
After that I’ll have some fun with my black latex gloves and that guitar string.
Remember I asked you to wear red heels? It’s because I’ll turn your beautiful white dress to match them with my knife. Don’t worry it’ll be painless i promise.
You see, I’m not a monster or a sicko. I’m a good person really.
I simply want to set you free. Free from pain, from the weight of this world from waking up. In your final breath you’ll understand. You’ll thank me for granting you the purest freedom a release we all eventually face.
How about we put our differences aside and I take you out for a nice dinner to apologize? I will pick the place a quiet/ dark spot.
I like the silence and the shadows. When it’s quiet, you can hear things most people can’t. And in the dark, I feel comfortable, like I’m invisible.
Could you wear a long white dress? One that reaches your ankles, with red high heels or pumps? I’m not like other guys. I don’t like women wearing short, revealing outfits. It takes away the fun. What’s left to discover when everything is already shown? I like the thrill of unwrapping something slowly, savoring it. Your white dress would be a perfect gift for me to unravel.
You won’t need to bring anything; I’ll take care of it all. Oh! and I’m a chemist, so I’ll bring my usual things a pair of black latex gloves/ a bindle of pure scopolamine/ a bottle of hydrogen peroxide/ a bottle of bleach/ a lighter/ some gasoline/ a shovel/ my favorite knife/ a guitar string and a body bag.
Maybe after dinner we can take a walk somewhere quiet away from all those people.
I’ll open my bindle of pure scopolamine and blow it towards you, like when people blow on an eyelash and make a wish. Except my wish will come true the moment it hits your system.
Then you’ll be mine. Mind/ body/ and soul. A puppet, my puppet.
After that I’ll have some fun with my black latex gloves and that guitar string.
Remember I asked you to wear red heels? It’s because I’ll turn your beautiful white dress to match them with my knife. Don’t worry it’ll be painless i promise.
You see, I’m not a monster or a sicko. I’m a good person really.
I simply want to set you free. Free from pain, from the weight of this world from waking up. In your final breath you’ll understand. You’ll thank me for granting you the purest freedom a release we all eventually face.
