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201 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 27, 2014
We live in a moment that’s so quickly taken, it’s like it was never even ours. Time is borrowed; you need to capture everything you can before it’s just a fleeting memory of someone you used to be.
They say some people are born with decreased activity in the brain; a cold spot in the front central lobe. Where most people have activity, a hot area giving them feelings, emotions and enabling them to love, there are a rare few who have a cold spot, affecting their ability to feel emotions, empathy.
Venturing further into the house, the blood from my palm trickles, leaking down my fingers leaving a dripping path like the breadcrumbs trail from Hansel and Gretel, only this trial leads further into a nightmare, fitting that it be blood.
"Changing someone's life is a powerful thing. Watching people unravel, pushing them so far into my depravity, making them question if it's their own is an insatiable need. The only thing that drives me is possessing and destroying others inside and out, body and soul.
I want to strip them bare so they're empty like me."
“Some people are born predestined to become evil, to mark the world with their darkness. Some paint the world in technicolor.
I paint in red, BLOOD RED.”
~ maybe BLAKE, maybe RYAN... I won't tell! *evil laugh*
I don’t want to love, I don’t want to feel, I don’t want empathy.
Yes, I’m well above average in looks and intelligence but I can’t help but wonder how broken these people must be to see something in me worth loving or wanting.
Every thought of him leads me to fantasizing about him taking me, and when I’m around him, God, I lose all ability to ward off my vagina’s impulses.
Juvenile, with a plot so dark it eventually became parodic. Moreover, the characters lacked depth and the romance involved multiple instances of dubious consent. No thanks.
“Where most people have activity, a hot area giving them feelings, emotions and enabling them to love, there are a rare few who have a cold spot, affecting their ability to feel emotions, empathy.”
“I don’t have feelings the way most people do. I may be one of those people /psychopaths. I don’t know.”
“I love pushing a person’s thresholds. I love to degrade them.
…
I like pain, and pushing someone to inflict it is the only thing I gain satisfaction from.”
Some people are born predestined to become evil, to mark the world with their darkness. Some paint the world in techno color, I paint it in red; blood red.
“She's breaking inside, the fragile pieces coming away with the water as it pours down on her. Her sorrow is so tangible, it's as if her pain summoned the storm”
“Her sorrow is so tangible it’s as if her pain summoned the storm.”
“Seeing her helpless, her soul on the verge of disappearing into the storm, shifts everything I’ve been hiding from into focus.”
'I don't have feelings the way most people do. I may be one of those people/psychopaths. I don't know. What I do know is I can fuck the woman who claims to love me and leave her before the sweat's even dried on my skin. I can supply my mother with cash to fund her drug habit, hoping this will be the final hit to send her to the afterlife and... I can kill without remorse. My emotions are corrupted, have been since my life changed in a single night. My ability to give a shit is absent. I don't care about anyone with the exception of my kid brother, who is the sole reason I became a killer to begin with.'
'He slaps her across the face with his dick. “I'm not here to fucking woo you! Fucking shut your mouth unless you're eating my cock.” He rams his dick down her throat making her eyes water. Light flashes. “Smile for the camera.”'
Shutters came down inside me, closing over the windows to my soul, changing me forever.
"She blossoms in the dark because I am the darkness and with me she blossoms. When we’re apart we’re just shadows, apparitions of souls that used to be there. "
"Life coated me in a sheen of anger and hate but it’s washing away bit by bit and she’s the water, cleansing me.
"She stands out with her perfect womanly figure, round perky tits, a small waist, and hips that beg to be held on to, an ass that screams to be ridden and legs that go on for days, dying to be spread wide and cuffed to my bed posts.>/i>