I slammed the lid of my laptop closed.
I must have been seeing things.
I must have been overtired.
God & Man
I never typed vibrator or lingerie or anything risque into Google.
Until earlier this week.
To make a long story short, Giavonni is not a good person.
He fits the standard cliche of what everyone imagines an evil step-father to be.
I wanted to slit his throat from end to end.
I wanted to taste his blood.
I wanted to watch the devil drag him away.
I never meant the words, not really, but it felt good to say them.
When the song ended, the ad that played next was for kitchen knives.
A part of me wondered whether my Skype conversation influenced the ad, but I pushed the thought away.
The government listening through webcams was a meme.
An overdone joke that people liked to make because they knew how ridiculous it sounded.
Ready for bed, I logged out from Facebook and Xed out my paused Pandora playlist.
While I was closing down tabs, I noticed one that I hadnt remembered opening in the first place.
It was an article from Thought Catalog called16 Steps To Kill Someone And Not Get Caught.
It might actually be possible…
It might…
No, I said aloud, closing the entire internet tool.
I could never look at someone and watch them die.
I could never actually see it happen.
Im not as badass as I like to pretend in my daydreams.
Words flashed onto my empty screen and faded away just as fast.
I shook my head, but I grabbed the package anyway.
A baggie of powder sat inside.
And I wouldnt even have to be there to watch him die.
