The day we met was very interesting.
I was home alone, bored and needing someone to cuddle.
You? You had just finished killing someone and decided to go and ask for a rag to clean yourself up.
Why in the world did you think it was a good idea to go around a neighborhood to ask? I just laugh at the thought.
But thank God you did, otherwise I wouldn't have met you.
My soft, beautiful, loving, demonic, ethereal psycho
I know what you're thinking, I should be updating Handkerchief. Well guess what, my mind is sorta blank, so I decided to write a yandere story. Why? Because I can.
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My Soft Psycho
FanfictionThere is a type of fish, called a Betta fish. They are small and come in different colors, wonderful to keep as beginner pets for small children who want to experience what it is like to have a pet. But the catch is you need to keep them separated...
