I recently dreamt that I killed someone. I couldn’t remember where I ditched the body. The police were hot on my trail but I woke before they could catch me. Nothing like getting away with murder to start a Friday morning.
I’m taking a break from Dexter. He has too much to lose to keep killing so recklessly. I can’t respect a family man that secretly butchers people in order to scratch an itch. Set your bullshit aside for the sake of your loved ones, Dex. I don’t care if it makes for boring TV. If I can quit smoking cigarettes, you can quit stalking serial killers.
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