get a lobotomy
fuck you
you will die forever
you will be a rotten thing to be.
you will be a broken, dead, broken thing to be.
you will be cold, and stiff, and my stomach will tell me so
i'll be watching, licking my lips, that wonderful low sweet sound
you've made, my sweet and my sweet
the milk of sadness and rage will gush from your throat
so i will lie in your blood
your cold dead body will know how to make me feel