let’s hope that you are, because i’m not going to slow down for anybody.
today we studied you. you in all your glory, like a shining beacon, taken down from your perfect pedestal and placed on that cold, hard table naked and waiting for my knife to pierce your flesh like your words pierced mine.
it really hurt you know?
those things you said.
those gesticulations you made.
i hope you’re ready for me.
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