"Oh you’re wrong! You think your body is so fucking strong. It’s not! You’re just a flesh-wrapped present for a graveyard with intestines ribboning around you as knots. Can’t you see I’m spitting out my taste?! Can’t you see I’m spitting out my taste?! You did the very same. And when we are through, will the worms even want us or will they take bites of our skin and decide we’d make terrible dirt? To tell you the truth and be crushingly honest: I know I’ve heard that bodies are temples but when temples sink into the ground, they lose all their worth. Life’s a dance? Well, death takes out the grace."
ALLB
