read me from a safe distance

i was killing someone off in my book today. in the library sitting at a table reserved for teens and no teens around just books. it was awfully quiet. i like it that way, my killing floor. nobody would suspect anything. i have been meeting more people, and they aren’t turnin me off lately. i almost wanna meet another one today. very unlike me. maybe it’s the weather. maybe it’s because i got my hair done, my eyesight fixed, and my teeth drilled. i am about to paint my nails for the author festival on sunday. i plan to meet a lot of other murderers, i mean authors. we usually look so sweet at face value. we can take your attributes and turn you into monsters. what would happen if your families fell apart slowly? don’t worry. we will put them back together. you won’t look the same but you will be made of many pieces and cool to look at like a glass mosaic. it’s therapeutic. can i sign that for you? you see my blood red nail polish. go somewhere and read me from a safe distance

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