Maybe this time you ll really kill your own guy. Not more a story anymore.

You were always a crazy, unsutured, manure licking self interested, proudful fuck. Enjoy.

I don't feel much for you anymore. Not that I ever have, or should.

Burn in hell, since you are scared of it.
Maybe you only do so, dumbfuck.

And then the rest, just takes care of itself.

Maybe you never save that much, maybe you never, actually care to save either, maybe, you just want, the good stuff.

Like the fuckin parkin casheer.

What a fuckin torture.
I hope you swallowed that motherfucker, like you only do,
So whatever happens

Fuck you and your history,
Cuz clearly, you do not have worth anymore, or ever, without it.

You'd need it, when the fucking book ends, and you can bore to madness itself.