It’s like getting punched in your face so many times it bulges up like a fat person, but only you’re gaining weight, and swelling from blood and water is becoming rip. Awkward rips in your cheeks and hair torn in the shape of a spider web, or spider. Brain juices just stewing tender areas where it bumped your skull in concussionist choreographic slow motion. Nods as form of communication. Taking as many narcotics as possible quickly after to displace the pain. Almost choking on a handful while “PoPPiN PiLLs” because eyesight involves red-vision. Realizing there are five holes pulsing blood from your face. JODY HiGHROLLER still acting like the guy who got you influentially into this fight. Laughing at you and your crying family members, friends, and crew just devastated at the heap you portray upon a pool of your own blood and there’s -like- a bunch of people just embellishing around you as a trophy. Why?
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