Roxy Lynch
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charisma
I listen to her microphone closely as she calculates her next move, my phone in hand with the finger on the button to act first. I will beat her, I will sabotage her, after all I've been through, after all she's put me through, with her unwillingness to acknowledge my dominance as a socialite, my spectacular-ism, what I've overcome to get here. Her and her non-relatable perky psychology. I know the real stuff, I know real pain and I know how to solve it. I will show her, with every move she makes, that she will embrace my pain, my torture, my diligence and there is nothing, NOTHING, she can do about it.
By Roxy Lynch4 years ago in Criminal
Stealth Brigade
I looked at the particle in my hand. The last strand of evidence , the reminder of the inevitable, the symbol of hope and birth and secrets. I acquired it on a mystic adventure, but I never really left B.C. It sounds so weird to people. So weird that the story died in the '90's; to bizarre to believe, to traumatizing to remember.
By Roxy Lynch5 years ago in Criminal
