Do It
You want to. You know you do. So why don’t you do it?
There’s nothing wrong with wanting what you want. There’s nothing wrong with doing what you want to do. So just… do it.
Do it now before your thoughts move away to something else. Do it now before someone else does it for you. You’ll regret it either way and to regret doing things you clearly want to do is bad. Regret no more. Do what you want, want what you do. Do it in style, do it with aplomb, do it until your knuckles bleed from doing so much. Do it… do it… DO IT!
Jason picked up the hatchet and did it. Eighty-three times in less than ten minutes must be a record of some kind. He did it with a smile, hoping to be forever remembered but everyone forgot about him the moment his brains were splattered on the hotel lobby. People wondered why he did it for ages, but the ages never bothered to answer.
Bored to death, it jumped to another host, different voice, same speech. Bella was beautiful, Bella was sweet, Bella loved knives. She didn’t want to do it… yet.
