Patience. It is all about patience.

I’m young yet, and I have been pacifistic and loving for most of my life, but I can’t stop having dreams, having daytime fantasies, of a very methodical, very clean murder. I don’t even care who I murder, as long as I don’t know him or her. I have been planning how to do it for months now, but know that I must wait, wait until I am older, until I have a secure job as a source of income and a network of friends for stability–a life. It must be done perfectly. and no one must ever know. No witnesses, no accomplices, no confidants.

I must be patient. Very, very patient.