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Story for the day (Tuesday)

CaptainWacky

I want to smell dark matter
"FUCKING KILL", he grunted.

"What?" asked the therapist. "What do you want to fucking kill?"

"FUCK...ING KILL!" he said, banging his fists against the chair.

"Yes but what, what! We're making good progress here!"

"FUCKING FUCKING!" he said.

"You're changing the subject," she scolded.

"RRRRRRRRAAAAAAGH!" he said, standing up, turning around 360 degrees then sitting right back down again.

"What do you want to kill?" she asked, gently.

"WOOH!" he said, with effort.

"Say that again?"

"YOU! YOU!" he said, standing again and approaching her.

"Ah, right you want to kill ME!" she said, excited. "Well, I can see how that would have happened, I'm your therapist, you have a problem expressing your feelings, I've been pushing you hard - for your own good of course - it's only naturally some resentment could build up. This is great progress!"

"KILL YOU, KILL YOU, KILL YOU!" he chanted.

"Yes, that's good! Now, you can sit down again if you want..."

"NO! KILL YOU, KILL YOU, YOU MAKE ME HURT!" he said, reaching his hands out towards her neck.

"You want a hug? I can do that...okay, I'm going to ask you to let go off my neck now, hehe, you're squeezing just a little tight...stop now please...STOP YOU FUCKING RETARD!"

He ate the body before anyone thought to check on them.
 
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