I'm a killer.
I've always been a killer. It just comes naturally to me. It's not something that I have to work it.
I'm a killer. Of houseplants.
Any plant that comes into my home has effectively been given a death sentence. It doesn't matter what kind of plant it is, it's going to die under my care.
My latest victim was a Venus Fly Trap. It lasted longer than most, it made it almost 2 months before it withered and went black.
I've dispatches ivies, hyacinths, aloe veras, rubber trees, miniature pepper plants, pitcher plants...all have died under my tender care. The outside plants are fine, they thrive...but indoors - plants don't have a chance.
In the name of humanity (or plant-ity) I've promised my family that ne'er a houseplant shall cross our threshold. Some of the more sensitive members of the family have said that they simply can't take any more death, any more sensless killing. I agree with them. It has to stop.
For the sake of the plants, it has to stop. No more killing.