a world of suffering
She thinks she’s better than me, and better than many people. See that smug look on her face? I want to turn that snobbish smile into tears of terror. Let’s take her from her perfect world and introduce her into a world of suffering. We can keep her alive for a few days to use her, make her beg for the end of it all. Does it excite you like it excites me? Can you picture the blood dripping down her shivering body?
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Ivy