Death alone is not enough for you. Oh no. I don't just want you dead. I just want you destroyed. I want to look into your eyes and see your spirit crushed, see that the last thought that goes through your mind before you succumb to the soul-piercing agony is one of utter hopelessness. I want you to curse the day you were born, to wish death upon the very mother who brought you life, and with it, this suffering. I want you to watch, helplessly, as that very wish is fulfilled, knowing everything could all have been avoided if you
just.
Hadn't.
Posted.
That
Video.
I hate you now. I really do.