Like who would even care if you died anyway? I could literally end your pathetic life and nobody would care - least of all me because I'd be far too busy spending your money and laughing about how I fucked you over with my girlfriends and my new man. I'd get away with it too - y'know why loser - because I'm so fucking pretty. I'd totally get away with it - nobody would let a hot girl like me go to prison for a loser like you. I could do anything to a wimp like you and my perfect looks would let me get away with it.
Maybe we should find out if my dream-girl looks would let me get away with murder. I've got the perfect, most humiliating end planned for you. We'll dress you up in panties and a bra, fill your hole with a pretty plug and make you stand on a wobbly box in the highest heels with a noose around your neck. You're bound to fall - it'll only be a matter of time but if I get bored waiting - I'll just kick the box away from under your feet and watch you squirm. Your humiliating demise will give everyone one final laugh at your expense.
It won't be instant loser - it will be slow. I might even save you a few times and help your feet find the box - just to fuck with you before kicking it away again. I'll make fun of you for begging me to save you and I'll torment you with what's to come. How I'll spit on your grave and laugh with my girlfriends about how I got away with ending your pathetic life - just because I'm pretty. Then when I've had enough fun teasing and toying with you - I'll kick the box away one final time and walk away from you - the last thing you'll ever see is my pretty ass walking away.
