CARDIOVASCULAR SUPERSOAKER
I try to think of reasons not to do it
I come up blank
I grab myself a pen
I pull off the top and tip and remove the ink cartridge
The pen is now a hollow shell much like myself
I cut one end at a sixty degree angle leaving a nice sharp point
I jab the sharpened end into the carotid artery in the side of my neck
Blood hits the wall ten feet away
I giggle to myself as I wander around the apartment picking random targets
It won't hurt for much longer
I'm no longer human
I'm a cardiovascular supersoaker and my ammo is almost spent
I come up blank
I grab myself a pen
I pull off the top and tip and remove the ink cartridge
The pen is now a hollow shell much like myself
I cut one end at a sixty degree angle leaving a nice sharp point
I jab the sharpened end into the carotid artery in the side of my neck
Blood hits the wall ten feet away
I giggle to myself as I wander around the apartment picking random targets
It won't hurt for much longer
I'm no longer human
I'm a cardiovascular supersoaker and my ammo is almost spent
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