I knew this would happen one day, I just assumed it would be from me finally letting out all my pent up violent impulses on some asshole. /I'm feeling very indecisive right now I mean it's gotten so bad that I've even began to look like a scheming cliche evil mastermind like I've got my elbows on super comfy armrests and I've even steepled my fingers in front of my face like the decision to murder another person is pending at the moment I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not a murderer like I can barely kill spiders without arming myself with a chair and a slipper to attack a 3 centimeter big insect but I'd always thought my first murder would be a lot more horrific and bloody?/