I… I feel like running out…

And killing something. NOT NECESSARILY A PERSON! I’m not a murderer. A person would work, but I have doubts that someone will volunteer.

Just an object would do, and than after I get it, I would destroy it, with my teeth, and nails, and just eat the remains. Probably an electric thing. Like, a phone. Or a computer. I’ve done a computer before. Quite satisfying. Rip it to shreds, and not let anyone see.

And then I’d destroy the remains, bury them, light them on fire, throw them over a cliff. Anything to get them away from me. Hell, even if it means illegal activity. I don’t care. And no two pieces could reside in the same place at once. Otherwise, I did not scatter the remains properly, and it will not pass peacefully.

Even though it’s just a phone.

And then after, I want to go around stabbing people with my hands. Trying to draw blood. I generally do that when provoked. But right now just seems like a good thing to do that. And not just that, but I’d bite them. Hit them. Kick them. Until they screamed.

It seems to happen a lot anyway. I mean, no one cares.

I’d scream into the night sky, just shrieking, blood curdling screams. I can sound like a seven year old girl if I want. It can be terrifying I’ve been told.

And just scream. Scream until my vocal chord break. Like, not just are worn out, but until I can’t scream or talk or even breathe anymore.

And afterwards, I’d just return to my room, like nothing happened, and tear at my hair and rip up pieces of paper.

Just like always.