You think I am Mr. fricking perfect. I am a cold-blooded serial killer; I killed more people than I can count, just cause it’s fun. But unlike you and four-eyes, I don’t waste my time thinking about pointless shit like that. I don’t give a rat’s ass about parents or God. Nobody controls me; if anyone tries to. I kill them. I decide what I want to do and then I fricken do it. End of story. You have your way of living and I have mine-- WHY IS THAT SO COMPLICATED? *Human psychopath with a scyth.*