If I had the money and a day off. I would kill.a bottle of Cristal.
"Until I actually enter the US, before he's murdered, they'll have no reason to suspect me."
If he disappeared or was found dead it might warrant them checking out your recent activity. Even if you weren't the one who killed him, might it potentially risk revealing other skeletons in your closet?
by Edvard
by ReaperI'd kill a certain person that I won't mention the name of.
Had you seriously wanted to kill Socio you wouldn't have talked so much about it here. You'd be prime suspect, especially since people here know him personally.
Maybe there's a little part of me that doesn't care if I get caught. It's a risk I'm willing to take.
Nobody here believes that he and I are even going to meet anyway, so who gives a fuck if I talk about it.
The cops aren't likely to take it seriously either. It's not as though I've posted an actual plan of action.
As far as anyone's concerned it's all just talk. If it never happens, then so be it. It's no real loss.
But if it does, well, you'll never know until he actually disappears and even then, I seriously doubt you'll see me as the reason for it. In fact, that's what I would be counting on.
Hell, even if the bitch gets killed by someone else, you'd probably be investigated at this point lmao.
Sure. They can investigate me all they want, but you're forgetting that we live in entirely separate countries. Until I actually enter the US, before he's murdered, they'll have no reason to suspect me.
I'm certainly not going to hire someone else to do it for me. The whole point of even wanting to do it is for the challenge.
by ReaperI'd kill a certain person that I won't mention the name of.
Shit Tk. You know there's one poster here you're starting to remind me of when you talk as if we dont know exactly whom you're referring to.
by StayonhereI only cared for one. And believe me, that is enough. And I don't really care what he was. He hated me and treated me like shit.
by StayonhereAt least one person came because he hates me. He likes to follow me, insult me and torment me.
by StayonhereI once told some one that I put them on a pedestal. They completely misunderstood me. What I meant is that, when I care for someone, I put them above others.
by StayonhereThere is no one I would kill. There is someone who I would kiss. KISS not KILL!!
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Had you seriously wanted to kill Socio you wouldn't have talked so much about it here. You'd be prime suspect, especially since people here know him personally. Hell, even if the bitch gets killed by someone else, you'd probably be investigated at this point lmao.
No one.
I suppose it would, at least on the face of it, appear to make logical sense for me to attempt to kill the matriarch of my father's family given that she's put a hit out on me. Not so. The hit is really a form of insurance - if anything happens to her I'll be blamed.
I'd rather that if I had an enemy, I left them alive to witness their own downfall. Which is probably going to happen - I'm taking down a narcissist as we speak.
Yeah, yeah - I understand the temptation: a few of you just thought: "Oh, goody! Another crazy bitch who's been jilted in love and who has diagnosed the guy as a narcissist and who believes that she can play his games." We do get a few of those here. But nah - that ain't me. I have absolutely no interest in his games: he's extremely low functioning.
See, "my" narcissist is a fat motherfucker who'll do anything to lose weight except diet and exercise. So I've "prescribed" him a cocktail of the most addictive legal substances ever synthesized by man. For some bizarre reason probably related to his pathological narcissism, he just took the drugs he was offered and didn't stop to think about their source, never mind their content. I guess Fatty Fatty Boom Boom has never seen "Requiem For A Dream" - the instructions are basically verbatim: "Take this pill in the morning; this one in the afternoon and these three at night. If you feel jittery in the morning take one more of these."
The narc will be on Cloud Nine for a few more weeks yet - apparently he's already running around squawking about how beautiful he looks now. But that supply is going to, you know, run dry in three months. Then he'll go into withdrawal. The narc in question was heard shrieking about how badly he hates drug addicts, you see, so I thought it'd be funny to give him a little lesson in how easy it is to become addicted to drugs. Usually, the only reason a person is waddling around screeching about how much they hate addicts is because there's an addict in his or her family - which often implies a genetic predisposition to addiction in that family line. At any rate, no one could avoid becoming addicted to these drugs at the dose I've prescribed.