John Wayne Gacy, everyone.
"I would come for you," he said, and when he saw the wary look she shot him, he said it again. "I would come for you. And if I couldn't walk, I'd crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we'd fight our way out together--knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that's what we do. We never stop fighting." ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Bookmarking this passage!!!