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Sann Rin . 24 . the hysteric female killer
What gets you going? For me it's my blade thrusting through your abdomen. A sharpened silvered edge. Screams of agony and the satisifing feeling of ending those bastards who were the causation of my ruining. What? A bit too much? You asked for it. You asked for it when you succumbed to your pitiful and worthless existence that you call a life. Me? A monster? Now if I do recall I'm not the one lying to myself. Hiding in your pathetic attempt to create solace, as you lay awake in the darkened night. And I....I can bring you that solace that you so dream of. For if I am anything, I am free. I am, me.
