She lurks around the corner trying to catch me off guard and I think I'm prepared but every time she trips me again. again. again. I lay on the ground trying to comprehend what happened but it's too late she has me in her hands again. again. again. pain is her name. she loves this game.
You're choking me! good. Let go! no. why not?! i'll never let go. I can't breathe! that's not my fault. yes it is! if you weren't such a weak little *****... fine- choke me. I don't care anymore.. I'm comfortable with you around now. well if you are comfortable ill just have to step my game up. No! Please! Don't! to late. I cant take this! good. I give up why? I cant beat you you're right. Id rather be dead than live with you. then **** yourself. fine.