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I want to kill. I don't even need to convince myself into believing. I fucking love thinking about killing. I want to make an old man fall and crumple to the floor. World War Three! I am here. Terror and death is my duty, I want to die and take you with me! I don't want to go to this wedding (?? maybe 'shading', it says 'w/sading'). I am going to be thinking of shooting the place up (?). Hard to resist thinking about that when I am in or near a crowd. Woah (?? not sure, says 'woyyy')... These niggas are so rude. I really don't want Aby's family to become my own. Trailer park trash. Openly admiting your hosts food is bad. Be greatful, you shit! Lucky we gave you a meal and a bed. I get its your sister, but... C'mon! You can see they are traning! Fuck this family. I really want to bring a gun to this wedding. | Fuck, I look really pretty. I like this outfit a lot. O thought I was giving up, but maybe not. I don't want to dress girly all the times but I guess sometines I really like it.