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I would love to speak to you.
i think i'm 6oin6 to pop your eyes in front of a mirror, so you Can see it happen, so the last thin6 y'all ever remember seein' is the faCe of a lowlife sCumsuCkin' son of a bitCh. i'm 6onna tie you to the baCk of my lusus 'n' dra6 ya throu6h the streets to the Cliffs. 'n' then, then i'm 6onna nail you to the Cliff faCe, lookin' out towards the suns rise, so that you fuCkin6 fry alone 'n' with no one to ever find or miss you. 'n' when y'be6 for me to just kill you there 'n' then? then i hope you survive nailed there, beCause i'm 6onna Come baCk 'n' feed you, hydrate you, make sure that you spend the rest of your pathetiC fuCkin' life in as muCh pain as i Can possibly brin6 you. Count your fuCkin' days, boy.