Nothing in particular

What you are reading is what my brain does when it is overloaded with nonsense. I am venting, to everyone. Forgive me. But I am gonna verbal diarrhoea on you, even against my better judgement.

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Liar Liar (Pretty sure he’s on fire)

In order to remain respectful, I will not reveal this person’s name. From here on out I will only refer to him as ‘Naaier’.  

The Skruwe Fletse: Part 2

Besides the inconsistencies, Kimlynne was the only victim with Wittemore’s sperm inside of her. DNA tests confirmed the semen was present in her mouth, vagina and anus. The other children had definitely been sodomised, but there was no DNA evidence on the bodies.

Hiatus 2: I hate this too.

So, at 5.30am, I stopped my car outside of the corner shop. From my back seat, I could have sworn I heard laughter. The laughter sounded young; adolescent. I decided I must have heard something/someone from outside the vehicle, and as I let my passenger in, my stomach dropped, as I was overcome with a feeling of nausea and dread. “Hello Shana”, she said.

The illusion of time

To summarise, the urge to shake my daughter to death and put her in the oven isn’t one that I would like to wear on my sleeve. I constantly have the daydream where I forget her in the car. I keep seeing myself drop her from the bed.