‘There’s something kind of beautiful about it, don’t you think? That we keep living and growing even though our world is a corpse? That we keep coming back no matter how many of us die?’
‘Why is it beautiful that humanity keeps coming back? Herpes does that, too.’”
To the window, to the window, to the wall, to the wall, ‘til the sweat drip down my balls. All you bitches crawl! Let me see you get low, you scared, you scared. Drop yo’ ass to the floor, you scared, you scared. Stop, woo, now wiggle it! Now stop, woo, jiggle it!