It’s your end-game fantasy: Utter desolation.

Today, we’re not being gentle. Nothing gradual. I’m not considering your future at all, nor My next tribute. I just want to crush you entirely. And you can't say no to this body, the way I move, these lips, the way they speak, the eyes, the way they see right through you.

What will you do when you are completely broke and in debt? What is a life after bankruptcy like? Is it living at all? At least you know you went down for the best, right? At least they’ll write on you eulogy that you passed “doing what [he] love[d].” I want y... Show more