American psycho
Ok…so I am hell-bound, I accept that, I know it is true.
I have always known what I am. However, with that knowledge there is emancipation, a certain sense of freedom to act on my deepest and darkest desires. Those needs must be met, to calm my demons and pacify their rage. They are…how should I say horny little devils
So, I kill, and rape and play. I kill women in general, young girls in particular. “Oh” I have broadened the smile of a few good men in my day. Nonetheless, this gentle man prefers blonde-haired women. Over the years, I have created many roles to lure victims, oh call it roleplaying, or play acting or whatever; it is really just a con job. I can be anything they need, and they can be all that I desire or require to keep the demons fed. I can be Sauvé and debonair , the tall dark and handsome stranger at the black tie affair, a rugged cowboy at the rodeo, or the nice looking guy you just met, and now; want to get to know.
My psychiatrist said I had homicidal, tendencies, with acute perverse sexual delusions. I killed the bitch right there in her office, then had my way with her, on “the couch” So, yeah I am hell bound, and this road to perdition can be many things, but it is not free, that’s why I love my ladies to death,
they pay the tolls for me.