WHAT IS WITH PEOPLE. AND HAVING SuCH A FLIGHTY RELATIONSHIP WITH DEATH ITSELF. WHY CHEAT ON HER? WHY TELL HER EVERYTHING IS FINE. WHILE YOu ARE GETTING RAILED. JuMPING THE BONES. OF ANOTHER SKELETON SCYTHE WIELDER? PEOPLE uSED TO DIE. AND JuST BE DEAD. THERE WAS AN ART TO IT. A GRIM FINALITY. A SORT OF POIGNANCY. IF I SAW SOMEONE. WHO WAS DEAD. AND IS DEAD NO LONGER. I WOuLD BEAT THE MERCILESS LIVING FuCK OuT OF MY SISTER. AND RuB HER NOSTRIL HOLES IN IT. I WOuLD TAKE MY STuPID SISTER BY THE CRuMPLEABLE SKuLL. AND SMASH HER SILLY. I WOuLD SWING AT HER HEAD. FuLL OF EYEBALLS. WITH A BASEBALL BAT. uNTIL THEY CLEAR A DISTANCE. FAR ENOuGH. FOR ME TO COLLECT ALL OF THE WHORE BITCH BASES. A HOE RuN. BATTERING ONE THOuSAND.
...i am always saying this...
Yes, and, in a word, or several nuanced and haughty ones in immediate sequence, how does that make you feel? When you mention this ostensibly phallic "baseball bat", you, the sole dominant swinger who has flouted and flown in the face of death, pivoting away from her cold clutches, do you resent what she has taken from you? Is there a deeper intrinsic meaning you would like to share? #Samecest #Incest #technically-both #technically-neither #do-cherubs-dream-of-eclectic-she-peeps #Much-to-think-about #Clinically-speaking-of-course
PERHAPS NOT. BuT BuLLETS RuN FASTER THAN DEATH. AND uNFORTuNATELY. YOu JuST GAVE ME A KILLER HEADSTART. HEE HEE. HOO HOO. HAA HAA.
WE ARE SPIRITuALLY KINDRED SOuLS. THANKFuLLY. NOT OF THE SAME SPECIES. OR I WOuLD HAVE TO KILL YOu TOO. FOR NOW. I CAN MERELY AGREE WITH YOu. AND QuITE LIKE THE GOOD COMPANY THAT YOu BRING.
I HOPE YOuR LICENSE GETS SuSPENDED. YOu VERIFIABLE FuCKING HACK.
SIBLINGS…
GOTTA GET ME. RID OF ONE OF THOSE.
"I WOuLD TAKE MY STuPID SISTER BY THE CRuMPLEABLE SKuLL. AND SMASH HER SILLY." Care to elaborate further?
NOT uNDER THREAT OF DEATH. OR WATER TORTuRE. OR A TEA PARTY. WITH HER.
