You thought you could do anything and not get punished? You thought you could keep poking me for months on end and survive without a scratch? You thought I would forget. You stupid little fucker. I gave you many fair warnings, but you didn't listen. And now you'll pay the price.

Did you not feel the electricity buzzing under my skin, waiting to be released? Did you not see the pit of hellfire that is my insides, flaming behind my eyes? I guess you didn't. You kept feeding it with gasoline, dry wood and snarky comments. I took it all in, harnessing it to the power I now hold.

While you were lulled to a false sense of security, I was patiently gathering intel, collecting allies and rounding up weapons. I now have several ways of crushing you, how ever fast or slow I want to. I might even play a little if I feel like it. There will be no mercy.

There are three ways of dealing with me; stand by me, stay away from my path, or step on my toes and get burned to the ground. You chose the last one.

You are finished. And you don't even know it yet. You still keep smiling, thinking you won the game, when I haven't even thrown the first punch.

As always, modeled and shot by me, with Nikon D7200 and Nikkor 35mm 1.8G.
Take everything I say with a grain of salt. Or not.

Fetish Fury