You are nothing, not even human. Your new name is dirt. All you eat is the dirt from my red bottom heels. No one cares about a gooner like you. All you ever did with your life is stay in your room and jerk endlessly, this is why no one will notice that you are gone. I have locked you in a cage, only to let you out when I want a doormat to wipe my shoes on. You are an object, a replaceable thing. My degrading words sink you deeper into this realization.