by Regan Rourke » Wed Jul 24, 2013 3:02 am
Fuck you, whore. I hope you burn to death. I hope wild dogs rip out your throat. I hope a homeless man stab you in the eye with an ice pick. I fucking hate you.
Regan did not respond well to pity.
"What did I do to her?" Regan says, "What does it look like? I attacked her. 'Cause I'm a fucking monster."
Regan was certainly starting to look the part. Her red eyes were now complimented by sharpened teeth.