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rely on me.
i'm yours.

Kimmii K.
Self obsessed.
If I can't be beautiful, I'd rather just die.
You think she's so good but she's a mess to boot
You don't really want to know me.

Pervert(s) who's planning to watch porn later

material.

I want The Trouble Ring by Boucheron.
I want The Trinity Ring by Cartier.
I want To travel to Venice.
I want To travel to Greece.
I want To return to the U.S.A.
I want Real Love.
I want To rule the world
I want To make them sorry.

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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Under the bright florescent lights of the small interview room,
The nicely groomed woman looked at the murderer in front of her.
Across the inspector was a pale young lady in her twenties.
She was rather attractive for a murderer, and a brutal one at that.
The inspector asked a question.
The criminal answered.

The criminal replied, describing how she tortured and subsequently killed him off.
She described how his flesh tore open when she plunged the bread knife into his torso.
She told of how he screamed and begged her not to kill him.
She put in every single detail, leaving no juicy bits out.
The murderer smiled and giggled.

"And how did you feel after you did that? What did you get out of killing him?"
"I felt.."
She paused for a moment and grinned to herself.
"I felt free. I felt liberated. I felt.. Ecstatic."
The inspector frowned at her answer.

"Why did you murder him? Was there an intention?"
This time, it was the murderer who frowned.
Hesitation.
Then came the cold reply.

"I killed him because he was a man."

Recalling how every man who told her he wouldn't hurt her.
They had assured her, promised her and yet..
They lied.
From her own father, to past romances, every single man she knew lied.
They actually hated her, from the deepest bottoms of their hearts.
They didn't care about her.
They assured her but they hit her, abused her, and every time they did, she died a little inside.

Then he came along.
And he told her that he loved her.
He told her that he would protect her, no matter what, because he wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt her.
She knew he was lying.
So she hurt him before he had the chance to hurt her.
She knew that he was a liar, because all men were liars.
He had to be lying when he said those three words.

He wasn't


Hahas, had some inspiration so I decided to come up with a short story.
Hee :)
Just now had Social Studies exam and managed to finish all the questions.
Just.
But again, I don't think I'll be able to do well for this.
So again, shall not elaborate =/
That's all.
Bye.


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