I wonder, why dost thou not end thine own near-pitiful existence? it would free you from this world which hates you so, and send you back to your kind in the pits of ♥♥♥♥♥'s fiery domain. For to be such a wretched creature, one must have crawled out of that deep cesspool in which ♥♥♥♥♥'s own servants are made. But thou shall not take solace in this homecoming, nay, for ♥♥♥♥♥ does not take kindly to those who desert him in this way. I merely suggest that eternity of torture beyond that which the mind can comprehend would be preferable to another second of existing in thine own wretched existence. leave us, in our mortal coil, and return to your master. Thine flesh may be split from thy bones, and thine mind may be ruined, but it would be preferable to all of us for this to come about, including you.