#stiff tail

I wish he died. I wish I could gut him in his sleep and make him drown as his blood fills his own lungs. I wish he had a second heart attack around me and I got to see as he begs me to call for help, but I seem to not hear a damn thing. I want to flay him alive, piece by piece, working in more salt as I go. He can say he loves me, but we aren't family, not anymore, and I want to see the life drain from his body. He can be a god worshipper, but I'll drag him down to Hell with me. Do you think your god likes people as evil as you?