my ego is so big. i stare into the mirror and peel off my skin. a frog is still a frog when it's dissected on a biology table, in fact it has never been more of a frog then now. puncture my organs with needles and soak them in acid to subdue the rot, this does not work of course, as my organs rotted well before i met you. lay down the organs and discard of the parts you are uninterested in.

i will be more human then i have ever been when i am dissected by you.