grrr

please fear me, please, please, PLEASE.

how could you expect me to be anything more than a beast at the moon’s heel, howling and snarling in search of any morsel of exaltation.

i want to tear your fucking throat out. i want to watch you bleed out on my carpet. i want to rip the flesh from your bones. don’t come any closer, or I fucking will.

i’m not your friend, friend.

i tore your fucking heart from your chest before you could break mine

i am not the monster here. years and years of interaction and fear have made me what i am. i am not a monster. i am a man-made killer. a machine. but never a monster.

when i see you smile... it just motivates me on my quest to tear your head from your neck.

your blood only makes my hunger more insatiable, imagine what your screams will do

i watch you fight for your life and honestly, i feel nothing but satisfaction with the knowledge that you are losing.

i am not your friendly neighbourhood dog. i am a monster, with sharp fangs that’ll turn you rabid and i will hurt you.