Happy rapture day!

Failure is nigh,

failure is leaving.

Goodbye goodbye, my friend.

Demons are here

to beat the fucking daylight out of you.

JUST A

Backstabber

Hope grabber

Greedy little bitch

(Failure has made you so cruel)

They're back.

There was a man who lived in Leeds

Who filled his garden full of seeds
And when those seeds began to grow
It was like a garden full of snow
And when that snow began to melt
It was like a ship without a belt
And when that ship began to sail
It was like a bird without a tail
And when that bird began to soar
It was like a lion at my door
And when the door began to crack
It was like a penknife in my back
And when my back began to bleed
I was dead, dead, dead indeed.
Alvin Schwartz

...BUT I DO WANT TO HURT YOU

why should I stop?

YOU

I cannot tell you what's going on, because it's a lie.

BITCH

What to do?

Snog her to death, literally, leaving poisonous blue lippy all over her face.

She crumbles into dust, destroying the evidence. I'm free to walk the dark streets once more, knowing she will reassemble tomorrow and follow me everywhere as my zombie bitch.

Ah, well. Add her to the collection.