There are things in this world that are worse than murder. Worse than rape.
When I first saw it, my mind simply refused to comprehend it. I was confused. I could not understand it.
The Drama Queen in me sank to my knees and yelled to the heavens, "Why?".
Even in my most evil state, there are lines I do not cross. Child pornography, for one. There are others. Worse than that. There are always rules. As old as the universe itself.
For some, these things don't matter. And the world continues spinning.
Round and round it goes. Where it stops? Nobody knows. And may each and every one of us pay the devil his due.