Enough time has passed.
I haven't seen Miguel over three weeks.
I got rid of him for good.
Miguel is dead, dead and dead.
What a dream come true!
Now, I can reveal the truth.
I killed Miguel.
You heard me right.
Yes, I killed Miguel.
It felt so damn good.
It does not matter how I kill him.
The police can NOT do a damn thing about it.
I won't have to put up with his alcohol problem any more.
That life is over with.
Dead and buried.
The nightmare is gone from my life.
We can start anew.
I can't wait for the second coming of Miguel, just like Jesus Christ.
the best laid plans
1 year ago
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