shitheel

Hello guys. My name is Artem Isahov and i’d like to tell you a story about what happened last night. january 22nd

i killed my neighbor. and fucked her. twice. i’ll probably do it again, but she is starting to cool down and smell a bit, and her pussy isn’t as tight as it used to be.

why did i do it? i don’t know. maybe because i was tired of her shitty excuses about why she wouldn’t drink with me, and seeing her try to hit on my so-called friend, how they get along perfectly, and me realizing that there is no chance for me to have that kind of relationship with her because i’m different. i wanted to do this since the beginning of this year. i was very surprised with myself. and then there’s the fact that she won’t be gone until summer because parents don’t have money for the renovation.

how did it happen? she came back home, i was in the kitchen. when she went to her room i hit her in the face, then she fell down. i hit her a few more times and blood started pouring out of her mouth. she tried to say “go away”. as if i did, lol. i choked her. she was still trying to say something like “go away”. then she went unconscious, but her heart was still beating. so i decided to fuck her until she’s warm. after i finished i realized, that her heart is still fucking beating. i tried choking her again - no results. so i took out a knife and sliced her throat. not sure how well did i do, but there was a lot of blood. and what the fuck, her heart was still beating. so i stabbed her chest between the ribs two times. then i used her phone to speak to Sasha, then i fucked the body again and decided to write this message. people are surprisingly tough, i didn’t have the physical strength to choke her fast. at some point i shoved her stockings in her mouth so blood would stop pouring and there would be no weird noises that her body kept making for some reason. then i used the rope i bought to try shibari with her. ironic, innit? oh well, these kind of details are only for the deeply perverted ones.

now for my last words to some people.
(these are very contextual and personal, it is not valuable information because he is talking about the events that happened between him and the person he is addressing. i’ll translate some emotional ones)

sister - please don’t grow up to be a dumb whore

parents - i am a huge disappointment for you. i was a drug addict, i constantly lied to you and didn’t love you, i basically hated you, even though you only did good to me. but such is life and such is me. you tried to make me a good person but somewhere i just took a wrong turn. do not blame yourself, please

to Tanya’s parents (victim’s) - if you ever get this - i’m sorry that i took your only child away from you. i loved her so much, but she was being too much of herself and so it ended up this way. i really-really hope that you have the strength to overcome this. once again forgive me, though this can not be forgiven

you know, right now i realized what i had fucking done. i felt very cold and my hands began to shake, hehe. jesus christ, how do you even end up fucking a corpse? now all that’s left for me is to pull myself together and end my life. it is easy to kill a person - but it is hard to realize what you’ve done. but now i can test out if there is afterlife or not. really want to go to sleep and wake up with a clear realization of what’s going to happen next. i loved her. i loved her with my kind of fucked up love. oh, and i’m also drunk, but not too drunk. i did a terrible thing, and i am a terrible person. i kinda told you about this, but no one believed. i wanted to fuck Tanya so much that i killed her. of course it wasn't the main reason, but the fact that i raped her warm corpse says a lot. maybe i am sick in the head. what am i talking about, of course i am. really want to see what’s going to happen next.

she was so happy when she saw Dima off, sigh. the author of the «мы - возможно» song is a fucking douche. listen to it a few times and your mind is fucked. you see it as a call to action. what a mess, also excuse my typos - too lazy to proofread. i think i’ve led a great life. Astin, Vasiliy - i’m coming, my dear friends. i actually don’t want to die - because jesus christ - there is so much shit to do in this fucking world. but the situation is, i’m not gonna escape jail, and if i do - i’ll end up at the psychiatric hospital, which is worse. fuck this i say. so i’m thinking - noose? cut my wrists? or a knife to the heart? so hard to choose. or maybe just jump under a train. she has such a slender neck. and awesome tits. did i tell you that i love her? i’m not even gonna make it to 20 years old, heh. my world began falling apart a few months ago, and now i destroyed it completely. “arise from the ashes” is bullshit.

i cannot justify what i’ve done. i did a terrible thing - but i did what i wanted and thought was best - because i can. could. gonna make some sandwiches now. have fun while i still can.

i ate and then fucked the corpse again. i’m gonna sleep for a few hours.

i slept.

funny how your brain starts to come up with a thousand excuses to live when you’re thinking about death. so much shit, holy fuck.