• eg1998420 6w

    The strangler

    I bought a black van. I bought a trenchcoat and then glasses. They serve me well for my purpose and plan. To me my victims all of men. Turn on my charm to get them in a bed in a hotel thats abandoned. Whispers of sweet nothings are said. We exchange head and then I feel bad again. Then the fun begins. I put my gloves on and pull the telephone rope and beat them over the noggin. Get on top eyes shot and use my hands as I focus on death over life. A born killer in my bloodline. I've finally defined kill them all