Hello? Are you there? Did you go anywhere? Huh, well that just seems irresponsible on your part. You should take notes from all those movies that show the hero/villain surviving, due to the fact no one ever makes sure the corpse stays still for long enough. Because i'm still here. My body's still twitching, because my brain won't shut off from the lack of oxygen that is being denied access to it. I guess that's on account of the fact that all of me is strewn everywhere, in every which way. Jesus, it looks like I've been pulled apart from the seams. As if someone wanted to cause as much pain as possible by carefully unraveling a voodoo doll. Well damn. You took your sweet time with it. Had your fun, did you? Good for you. I'm glad you enjoyed it. But it doesn't really matter anyway. Because believe me I'm sewing myself back together. I'm probably gonna come out all wrong since i don't know how to stitch the pieces right. Nevertheless, I sit here and spindle the thread. Most of the thread i make will be to close my wounds. However, i'm saving some to use as something to strangle you with. Knit one, pearl two bitch, i'm sewing myself together.
Because. I'm. Still. Here.