I’m done with you. We just don’t get along anymore. But instead of breaking up, I’m going to dispose of you, permanently. I wait until you come home and sit you down to have “the talk”. My intentions quickly become clear to you, but you can’t run from Me. I am going to eat you and digest you. No longer will you be My problem and this way you will never be anyone’s problem ever again. You can beg all you want. Nothing will change My mind and your pathetic behavior only encourages Me to gulp you down faster so the painful digestive process can begin. You heard Me right. Painful . I’m going t... Show more