I believe every human is born pure, completely clean of sin and depravity. Humans are the ones who splatter black ink onto your blank canvas, staining your soul. Some people have patches of darkness. However, the ink bottle tipped over and completely blackened mine.
Now, when I find liking in something, I want to completely possess it. I learn it’s ins and outs till I perfect it, so I don’t make a mistake to fuck it up and lose it or lose control. I pay attention and make sure I stay in control.
Autumn is no exception. I will know what makes her break. I will know what makes her experience euphoria.
I will know what makes her feel like her soul has left her body.


The Puppet Master

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