[there isn't even any blood, which is like, the worst part, he hates dying painfully and not leaving behind anything to show for it --
he is a wailing, drooling mess as he flails all his limbs to try and do anything to delay what's too obvious, too inevitable, screaming at the top of his lungs with bloodthirsty horror,] I WON'T GO BACK I WON'T GO BACK YOU CAN'T MAKE ME GO BACK --
[the words are cut off when she stomps down on his face, tongue bit clean through by one of his few remaining teeth. it fucking sucks. the pain is almost as awful as the idea of becoming nothing again.
still, getting curb stomped by a woman's bare foot is, as the Smiths say, a heavenly way to die. thank you, angel, he'd say if he had a working jaw to say anything --]
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he is a wailing, drooling mess as he flails all his limbs to try and do anything to delay what's too obvious, too inevitable, screaming at the top of his lungs with bloodthirsty horror,] I WON'T GO BACK I WON'T GO BACK YOU CAN'T MAKE ME GO BACK --
[the words are cut off when she stomps down on his face, tongue bit clean through by one of his few remaining teeth. it fucking sucks. the pain is almost as awful as the idea of becoming nothing again.
still, getting curb stomped by a woman's bare foot is, as the Smiths say, a heavenly way to die. thank you, angel, he'd say if he had a working jaw to say anything --]