All archived posts of member 'Silverback'. Archived for legal/reference reasons.
I want to share with you the image I have of you. I don't think about you much and when I do it is this: you tucking your daughters into bed. It starts with an uncomfortable feeling in my gut then nausea and I fight the urge to vomit. It's knowing a crime will be committed and the helplessness felt knowing I can't do anything about it. Empathy is a stranger to you and your conscience has taken a leave of absence. Your crimes are always committed in darkness and usually without witnesses. You walk away..smug and empowered by your cunning. Your aura is black. You are so very ugly.
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