shes enjoying the blood of her kill
Let me share a story with you all friends.
They really make me think back to the memories i had when i was younger with my family back then, and i would always tune into Mr.Rogers neighborhood. It was hard, my parents liked to fight a lot and it really took an emotional toll on a kid of my age. When ever my parents would fight i would always tune into Mr.Rogers Neighborhood and drown out all the negativity around me. Around 2003, when i found out Mr.Rogers had died i felt nothing, it was like i lost someone so dear but felt no emotion or really how to even feel, plus, i did’int really pay it much mind since his show was still on and to me he was still alive kicking. It wasn’t till recently that i remembered Good ol’ Mr.Rogers and that show i adored as a kid, and that i finally found the emotion i felt as a kid but really couldn’t express now knowing that hes really gone and not around like i had thought as a kid. I cried for a little, putting my manliness aside and letting the child in me who couldn’t understand what to feel then express all his emotion now knowing:
hes gone, and not around anymore