Criminally Obsessed
Lydia sat on the couch a bowl of overly buttered cancerous looking popcorn placed in front of her.Her favourite show was about to air. She sat tensely, her body filled with the excitement of someone who was ready to ride a rollercoaster.Who knew what the show would talk about tonight. Would it be UFOS, John Wayne Gacy, unsolved terrifying grisly murders, or lost love? Okay, that one was probably her least favourite. If she wanted to watch some mushy love shit she would watch a chick flick or...
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