Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry. The voices. I’m kidding! Jeez! That’s not what they really said.
When your taste in men is as bad as mine, they don’t just go away quietly. They slash your tires and they kill your dogs and tell you that the music you like ain’t real music at all. And all the cruelty tears you apart after a while.
Recently, I made a promise to myself that the next time I got a boyfriend, I’d be on the lookout for red flags. And if I saw any, I would do the healthy thing and I would murder him. And killing kids? Kind of a red flag.