Passion - I consist of the kill

Death and Kill is my passion.
Love doesn’t have any space in my vocabulary.
A man of intelligence and hatred had killed the human being in me and made this. This is the me I am, the me I was since I’m born and…
I will have to be forever.
Since my birth, I murdered. I was made to kill.
I was…made to be passionately in love with blood.
Even tough love doesn’t show me anything than pink and hearts.
It is just childish.

Prologue: The day I was made to be
Die, sweet human, die.
Now that I’m sixteen
Nex, you little bitch.
The phone call
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