blackven

I find it funny that you believe in your God, especially when he has never spoken to you. You carry his words with fevered passion, yet, he would never truly suffer for you... My deity on the other is a rather different sort, so let me introduce you to my 'prayer'. First, I will begin by taking your left arm. You will scream in agony, but I will keep you awake. I want you to feel every jolt of pain, every intense crescendo of terror: as you realise that nobody will stop me. Next, I take your right leg from you. You might hope to die from exsanguination or shock, but that's what these tubes are for, aren't they beautiful? The chemicals will