𝚆𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙴𝙳 ᴿᴱᴬᴾᴱᴿ

strange , everyone got even more hideous somehow — -

dramatic yawn , morning morons — - who’s ready to dīe ??

yawn , hope everyone gets dragged to hell today .

blood dripping from her freshly manicured fingers , morning , idiots — - who wants to be next ?

oh come on

i definitely would , so please do it .

do it . burn in hell .

wipes the blood that’s smeared on her pink lips , tucking her dagger back into her left boot . he was cute , shame .

you folks are all incredibly boring —

cue a rather dramatic sigh , looks like all the idiots are still around — shame .

it’s / too / quiet , she needs to hear bloodcurdling screams—

the cold metal of her blade gently presses against his soft human flesh , not hard enough to break skin — but more so a warning as he mocked her . “ i was one , counts for something . then again , you’re one to talk… you’ve got darkness running through your veins , sweetheart”

you know i don’t care enough to know your name , right ?

except she doesn’t really have one — and neither does the other party it seems .

oh , dan . / hello / —-

idiots , all of you .