As I fantasize about your skin being ripped to shreds, starting with nailing you to the floor until I get to your head.
I’d slowly torch your flesh until the blisters peel off. Thanks for being the worst and making me someone I’m not.
There is no amount of torture that would ever suffice, for ripping apart my life at the seams. The only just thing is you peoples demise. I want to tear out your insides while keeping you alive. Just to show you what suffering is like. So here’s to the fake life that you used to get to where you are. And all the fakes that made me think nothing was ever wrong. So as I slit open your skin and saw off your limbs, I’ll just hope you’re all dead before your next victim ends up with nothing of theirs within.