avarice and stubbornness - converge into stupidity. in two we have begotten our desserts and transform. as we become food for the earth and for the rats. i never forgot a face and this time i'm taking names - this time i'm...
screech and pop of this hollow shell would have provided escape for the fortunate. the fortunate i am not, as i have lived for hours. my dying image, my innards are ripped and picked away at by my "comrades" literally and figuratively, the teeth goes through the tongue. i am willing to die for my fair share and for my share i have died.
if i wake before i die, there'll be hell to pay. but for my share, i'm left in half, so i guess i'm fucked.
screech and pop of this hollow shell would have provided escape. there were never signs of it slowing down as it ripped right through me. if i could just die before my children eat me, literally and figuratively, the teeth go through the tongue. am i dying or just waking up? am i dying or just waking up? i'm in half. mass killing spree. if we all could just die before our children eat us. like a train through a pigeon. i'm now filled with empathy. if we all could just die before our children eat us. a failure to move will result in your death.