There are times in your life when you seriously want to ing kill somebody. And by that, she doesn’t mean randomly slicing the heads’ off people she crossed roads with or blasting their reddish, meaty brains. She is mad but she isn’t insane.

“I just want to be friends again.”

Is she ing kidding her? Friends, who is she joking with? She loved her ever since they met and with that, she meant when their mothers introduced them to each other when they were beginning kindergarten. They’ve been best friends since then. She loved her since then. But she can’t love her back because according to her, “This isn’t normal.” And now she is ing telling her that she wants to be friends again? She wants to kill her.

“Let’s go back to being friends, Tiff?”

She wants to shave all of Jessica’s blonde hair and make her dogs eat it though she isn’t sure if she wants to let her dogs die. She wants to skin her to death, take her photo and post it online. She wants to burn her pretty face so nobody could love her again.

“Sure, Jess.”

She is mad but she isn’t insane.

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