Once again
It is all over. I have nothing left. Like a ravenous vulture eating all that remains of a corpse, they have taken it all from me. This was his masterful plan. With visions of epic grandeur, he devised this entire plot and watched his plan take ever such a perfect form. Like a jigsaw puzzle, all the pieces fell straight into their designated place, ever so easily. I never saw this coming; I never had a chance. For all the evil I have done, for all the undeserving privileges I enjoyed; for all the recklessness and ill behaviour that I basked in, not even I deserved such a thing, such remorseless violence.
I fear nothing now. I have nothing else to lose. He has everything that I was, everything that I held dear in my heart. His will decimated mine. And yet he continues eating away at me. Every last bit of sanity that I possess; every single strand of hope and desire that I hold deeply and truly dear to me, he continues to devour. Have I totally thought this through? Have I been completely withered away? Is there nothing more left, am I totally alone? Should I fear my next move? The last and only remaining possession I have to myself is my Godly given, physical soul. I care not what happens to me now, for I remain totally isolated from all that I was and all that I had. This is my final move. My only option. I will end all of this now. I fill the final piece of his puzzle, as he has expected; as he has planned. Please, listen to my final interrogatory:
Do you want paper or plastic bags for your groceries sir?
wow turd that was great dude!!!!
