If circumsizing heart were a thing, I'd convert to that religion.
If you could pull it out and hang it on a string, I'd stick it on a fucking rope of dynamites.
If it weren't pumping blood into my system, and, had it evolved itself into an appendix like item, I'd have taken this organ of boundless misery, and given it its own personal hell. —The kind of hell that makes Auschwitz look like a kindergarten playground, and ripped the heart to shreds, and dried it under the sun until it resembled a sorry excuse for a filthy resin..and then rolled it into a blunt and smoked it up!
Let this be known, I fucking hate hearts.
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