Oclaug Divad: The Mirror Can't See Inside

Get out of my face.

You disgust me.

You make me want vomit.

Every once in a while, I devise some outlandish plan to kill you.

I'd strangle the life from you.

I'd breathe in deep as you lost your breath.

Watching you die would make me feel more alive than I've ever felt.

If only I could see you.