And was thinking everything has a reason, this dark things must have to... So I start digging. And I found my god, a very disturbed God. Making different people, some good others bad is the answer. Some have to die to give life to something new.
And the thought of the people behind these horrifying crimes has nobody, somebody is me. I care for this people because Noone else does.
So I try to love them, give them a fear chance to show that they have changed.
I think a fear chance in society after rehabilitation is a human right.
My stunt making some fuzz around a peticular case, pretending to marring him was maybe a bit little thoughtless.
But maybe it got some attention.
Death has been my friend my hole life, I'm a scorpio so that's not odd at all.
My fashion of deth has no end.
My dream is to put makeup on dead bodies making them look as good as it gets.
Sins I have the gift of hearing the dead, they can say actually how they like it.
"i want Isadora for my foundation"
Well I can give that to them.
- And it's an challenge for an job
- Ugly death
- Younger
- Easy ones
I want to make the bad good.
To help I need to cnow what a murderer is to explain making the dead easier.
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