Warning. This contains themes of murder. And really bad and detailed murder at that. I know a lot of the people here are young so if you get disturbed by reading this its not my fault. You have been warned. 189Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTk2aM62bnC
I wake up at about 1 AM. I take about 5 sleeping pills at around 4 PM and wake up at 1. As soon as I wake up I like to go for a drive around the city. Its a lot more different than it is when the suns up. For starters. Less traffic so you don't have people honking their horns. And less children. I hate children. There's also prostitutes. You can find them on street corners and I've had my fair share of fun from them. My tastes vary depending on how I'm feeling. Sometimes I'll want a petite young looking woman. Other times I'll want one that looks more mature. And has a more curvy voluptuous figure. Although I will often have sex with them and that's it. For the past 9 years I've been murdering the prostitutes. It started 9 years ago. I was in my car parked some place quiet. I had just entered her from behind and all was going well until I caught a look at her expression in the side view mirror. It was a face of boredom. She was frowning and counting down the seconds until she could leave. And I just feel personally attacked. Because I paid her and she agreed to those terms. And now she's sat there visibly frowning not enjoying herself. I mean she's making me feel like some creep. Some predator who forced her into this. So I wrapped my hands around her neck and started squeezing. She put up a bit of a fight but she was in an awkward position and I was able to easily keep on top of her. I think about 16 minutes had past when I snapped out of it. She was not breathing. I moved her body and put her on the floor of the car between the front and back seats. I put her in a trash bag after that and just threw her in a dumpster under some trash. After that I waited in my house for a while. Looking at the news. No one reported her missing for 5 days. No one cared about her. I'm not even sure if they did find her body. And it felt good. I felt mentally healthier. After that I found myself eating better and I was working out again. I released all of my stress on to that woman and I felt great. I started doing it more and more often. Not with every prostitute I picked up. I'd say with every 5th one. And especially if they were rude. Then their fate would be sealed. I began to tell them that I was gonna kill them before I did. Just to watch their face go white as they realised they were going to die. They would usually back into the passenger seat and begin to beg for their lives. While more confident ones would try and open the door to make an escape. Only to find out I locked it. I would use things like shoe laces and rope to strangle them. Because I didn't want to get blood everywhere. I would also take their purses. Because prostitutes could have a lot of money on them depending on how long they had been working until I picked them up. I also took their jewelry and pawned it. This confession has no purpose. I just felt like telling you so you know what you're in for.
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