"Rian You Can't Just Do This"
It's Amazing
I was awake laying in my hotel room bed, I couldn't stop thinking about her. What I did to her, the girl. She was so young, so pretty, so naive. She had long brown hair, she was tall and she had perhaps the prettiest singing voice I had ever heard.
Her name was Katie Furhman, I lusted after her for months. I watched her, I couldn't stop. I became obsessed with her. She had dark brown eyes, the most natural tan skin and I thought she was the one. She became selfish, always wanting more because she knew I could give it to her. She begged and begged for things that she didn't need that she knew I would buy her. We were in San Fransisco one week she was along and she wanted something. Something from a song she listened to all the time. A gun made of gold, damn Vic. If I didn't know him so well I'd off him too.
Anyways, after nights of begging and begging, I just gave her the money, not thinking she would actually be able to find a fucking gun made of gold seen in san francisco. Who knew that the crazy Mexicans of PTV actually had a golden gun. She knew where Vic lived, almost everyone did. From what Vic has told me about that day is she went to his house and asked him if he actually had a gun made of gold with diamond bullets. He was rich, of course he did. All of Pierce The Veil did. That song was somehow symbolic to them. He told her he could make her one, for the right price. She of course being the selfish bitch she was handed him the money. He smiled and said
"Perfect. Let's go, I know a guy."
He only didn't know a guy, Jamie's father was a gun maker that was all the way in Southern California though, and he wasn't going to actually give her a gun made of gold. He and I had planned it, he was going to take her back to my hotel and we were going to kill her.
With one drop of a bullet and much begging now, she was dead utterly dead.
"Rian Rian please please don't do this, I'll do anything."
*Bang*
"You beg too much. You get what you deserve." I left the hotel room with Vic humming
"She was covered in blood last seen in San francisco."
Vic hacked the computers and got my name out of the database. There's a Ryan Dawson sitting in a prison cell for 25 to life for killing a girl he never even heard off. A little needy bitch from outside Baltimore. It's amazing what an I and a Y can do for you
Her name was Katie Furhman, I lusted after her for months. I watched her, I couldn't stop. I became obsessed with her. She had dark brown eyes, the most natural tan skin and I thought she was the one. She became selfish, always wanting more because she knew I could give it to her. She begged and begged for things that she didn't need that she knew I would buy her. We were in San Fransisco one week she was along and she wanted something. Something from a song she listened to all the time. A gun made of gold, damn Vic. If I didn't know him so well I'd off him too.
Anyways, after nights of begging and begging, I just gave her the money, not thinking she would actually be able to find a fucking gun made of gold seen in san francisco. Who knew that the crazy Mexicans of PTV actually had a golden gun. She knew where Vic lived, almost everyone did. From what Vic has told me about that day is she went to his house and asked him if he actually had a gun made of gold with diamond bullets. He was rich, of course he did. All of Pierce The Veil did. That song was somehow symbolic to them. He told her he could make her one, for the right price. She of course being the selfish bitch she was handed him the money. He smiled and said
"Perfect. Let's go, I know a guy."
He only didn't know a guy, Jamie's father was a gun maker that was all the way in Southern California though, and he wasn't going to actually give her a gun made of gold. He and I had planned it, he was going to take her back to my hotel and we were going to kill her.
With one drop of a bullet and much begging now, she was dead utterly dead.
"Rian Rian please please don't do this, I'll do anything."
*Bang*
"You beg too much. You get what you deserve." I left the hotel room with Vic humming
"She was covered in blood last seen in San francisco."
Vic hacked the computers and got my name out of the database. There's a Ryan Dawson sitting in a prison cell for 25 to life for killing a girl he never even heard off. A little needy bitch from outside Baltimore. It's amazing what an I and a Y can do for you
3/14/13