Oct 13, 2006 00:30
I walked all night through the rain. Yeah, I walked to hear you scream. When I plunged the knife into your chest, and your eyes opened, I laughed so hard. You are so funny like that. Yeah. You knew it was me. I know you did. I wished out loud that you'd understand. I was doing you a favor. I opened your mouth and filled it with spiders. I couldn't stop laughing. You didn't laugh. You never did have a good sense of humor. I stapled your eyelids shut. You were always blind anyway. I told you that you deserved this. You deserve this. I cut off your hands, because I hate when you touched me. You kept struggling. You're no match for me. Don't beg anymore. You only look pathetic. I sliced you open and took your heart in my hands. I threw it on the floor. You don't know how to use it anyways. No you don't your blood was the best gift I ever took from you.
I still laugh when i think about it. I laughed at your funeral. I laughed on your grave.
Dying was the one thing that you did to make me happy