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I wanted to **** I wanted taste there blood, but I had one problem I'm scared at the sight of blood. I thought I could do it, Dexter did it, he even thought it was devilish fun. But I had the knife the plastic bags, I was ready for my serial fun, but I cut my self with my knife and fainted in a lump. They found me days later a knife buried in my chest, ****** was the case, but it was my fear of blood my undoing not anyone else. I didn't get to go on a spree to feed my blood lust. For I did **** but unfortunately it was me, I was the one, I  am a serial flop. As you can see only one was murdered and no one will no its was me...
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 5:07 PM UTC
Serial Training
I wanted to **** I wanted taste there blood, but I had one problem I'm scared at the sight of blood. I thought I could do it, Dexter did it, he even thought it was devilish fun. But I had the knife the plastic bags, I was ready for my serial fun, but I cut my self with my knife and fainted in a lump. They found me days later a knife buried in my chest, ****** was the case, but it was my fear of blood my undoing not anyone else. I didn't get to go on a spree to feed my blood lust. For I did **** but unfortunately it was me, I was the one, I  am a serial flop. As you can see only one was murdered and no one will no its was me...
Serial killer flop haha..
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 5:07 PM UTC
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