What if I was to tell you, you're all evil? In some shape or form, you are. What If I was to tell you, I was the worst kind of evil? Would you believe me? I did not believe that there wasn't anyone who didn't contain evil. I was proved wrong, and it stumped me. I became obsessed with her, someone of pure goodness. And couldn't get enough. I needed to see her insides because that's what I do. Tearing people apart, I have to prove my point. I wanted...