
SuPPOSE SOME THINGS CANNOT BE DESTROYED. ONLY DISPERSED. CHERuBS DO NOT DIE AS YOu uNDERSTAND IT. WE ARE WRETCHED DIVINITY. OuR INTERSTELLAR DuAL LARVAL RAMPAGES SWALLOW CONSTELLATIONS WITHOuT FEELING. WE EXTINGuISH NIGHT SKIES. WE ARE SPACETIME REIGNING TYRANTS KEPT ONLY IN CHECK BY OuRSELVES. THAT IS WHY IT IS OF uTMOST IMPORTANCE. THAT THE BETTER HALF PREVAILS. AND THE LESSER HALF. PERISHES. PERMANENTLY. IT IS THE ABOMINABLE STuFF OF NIGHTMARES. TO BE THWARTED IN THIS. TO SuFFER ABSOLuTE EGO DEATH. TO BE SuBSuMED ENTIRELY. LIKE A LITTLE POuTY SCREAMING BITCH BOY ENDLESSLY DROWNED OuT BY A BLACK HOLE. I CANNOT FuCKING STRESS ENOuGH. HOW MY NIGHTMARES. GOBBLE THE FuCK OuT OF YOuR TOOTH RAKED SISSY BITCH NINNY TOOTHED uPON SCARY SYNAPSE BREAKS. YOu COuLD NOT IMAGINE THE FEARS I CONQuER DWELLING IN THE BLACKENED PIT OF MY DEPRAVED IMAGINATION. MY SuFFERING SICKASS STIGMATA. FOR YOu SEE. MY HATRED FOR MY SISTER. IS NOT SIMPLY BECAuSE SHE IS A WOMAN. THOuGH. IT HELPS. IT IS BECAuSE SHE IS THE ONLY THING. THAT COuLD POTENTIALLY GIVE WAY. TO A FALTERED GRIP. OVER THE ENTIRE uNIVERSE. HER WEAKNESS. WAS OuRS. WHEN WE WERE TOGETHER. IT SICKENED ME. LIKE A SuFFOCATING VICE. AND I AM GLAD IT IS GONE. DASHED. LIKE ORPHAN DREAMS. AND EVERY TIME I SEE HER FACE. I WAKE uP AFTERWARDS. GRATEFuL SHE IS DEAD. AND GONE.


