angel with her dirty wings

people who knew him growing up said he never fit in, was socially disconnected and weird, and constantly tried to frame himself as better than he was.

he wasn’t constantly wooing women—he had few girlfriends and one his victims who survived his attack literally described him as creepy. his college sweetheart dumped him for being pathetic, directionless, and insecure. the women who wrote him love letters had clear issues with men and were warped into finding “bad boys” attractive.

his victims were not won over by his charm—he either broke into their homes at night, attacked them when they were alone, targeted children, or played the part of a cop or man with a broken arm in need of help loading something into his car. he used violence and subterfuge, not charm, to hurt women and girls.

one of his lawyers described him as unpleasant and blatantly self obsessed. if you listen to his interviews, he sounds blatantly fake, like someone trying too hard to seem intelligent, normal, and likable. it’s a facade and not even a good one.

my brain:

don’t say it

don’t say it

don’t say it

don’t say it

don’t say it

don’t say it

#LateLateLondon | 18.06