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Jezabel


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Twisted and evil is what my friends parents called me. But, they have no idea of the thoughts that run through my sick and twisted mind. I had so many confusing thoughts going through my head while I was growing up. While my friends were playing with their toys or sports, I was at home torturing our pets, my little brother and sister and their friends.

My parents tried to say it was just a stage that I was going through. They are confused themselves for there is no help for me. They try to buy me anything I want to put a smile on my face, but what they’re not realizing is that BLOOD AND TORTURE are the only things that puts a smile on my face. I want to see all things in pain and begging for mercy.

Mine and my boyfriends parents tried to get us help because we loved to cut ourselves, but there is nothing that can help “Fallen Angels”. We use to stop and fuck 3 or 4 times a night when we were tormenting and torturing all things that breathe. Preying on our next sweet morcel is what gets us going, thinking of cutting up our little brats for some “Little Brat Soup” as my boyfriend called it, just add a little salt and pepper and our little prey will taste amazing.

See what I mean there is no help me for me!

The “Angel of Death” gave me the right to take the very life from my little tortured souls so does that really make me twisted? “Evil Grin”

Jezabel


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