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"I'm not going to sit and read you poetry, and talk about your feelings," she told you. "You should've just quietly walked away. Maybe you could've had an easy death, splattered under my foot or shoes. But, uh, now I get too choose how you die. You know the way chocolate melts in your mouth? Maybe I'll have you do that in mine. Or, I suppose I could also let my stomach break you down inside of me while I take a nice nap. I could just sprinkle you onto my dessert that way and let you be a final touch to one amazing dinner. Or, I COULD add you to my spaghetti. I would slurp you between my lips and then chew you apart. Then, later, I could spend a few minutes cleaning you from my teeth with a toothpick. Hmmm... All such good ideas. What do you think? Don't be shy!"
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