voice memo from defendant's phone, 14/03/17
"Maybe I was wrong to run, to escape from my problems selfishly when my fallen victims cannot but instead lie dead in a cold grave. Maybe I shouldn't have embraced my sexuality and promiscuous ways, fall short of allowing myself pleasure in the form I chose. Maybe I should have been a better daughter, not embarrassing my family like this because of my 'whorish' ways. Maybe I should have never gone after him because I had already dated his cousins, even though my heart felt a real connection. Maybe I shouldn't have put up the front that I was a heartless, no good girl in court. Maybe I shouldn't have-"
"Maybe I shouldn't have aborted the baby conceived out of my own selfish needs. Maybe I should have remained abstinent, avoiding men at all costs like a nun."
"Maybe I should have asked for a y chromosome instead of another x one, allowing me to be a male. Because truthfully, maybe this would have gone away. Maybe I would be praised for my player ways. Maybe I wouldn't have the blood of an unborn fetus on my hands."
"But these are all maybes, what-ifs that haven't happened; I'm not male, I have the blood of my dead child on my hands, I have the guilt from my crimes haunting me everyday. And then I realize, maybes are useless; they're false hopes just waiting to bring you up and crush you."
DU LIEST GERADE
Pulchritude
Kurzgeschichtenshe was pulchritudinous, and that pulchritude did both wonders and horrors for her. told in the form of voicemails, call transcripts, and other forms of communication
