They took all my emo icons away.

Okay, see, I would actually prefer my "Oh-my-god there's blood all over the sheets and mattress and me" moment to be associated with actually murdering someone, because then I would at least get to have done something voluntarily. Also I would not have to clean up at six in the morning. Hopefully.

I now have a theory that the reason Lizzie Borden was burning a dress the day her parents died was because she'd bled on it and was embarrassed. I don't think anyone has actually thought of this before. Wonder why not.

In short: RARR. ALL MALE PERSONS ARE MY RIGHTFUL PREY.