He could chew us up and spit us out; we'd still come back for more. He could choke us while shoving his tongue down our throats; we'd still beg for him to keep going. He could kill our loved ones; and we'd still love him. He's a dangerous person put on this earth and the most dangerous person to ever come gliding through my life. I hate him, but I love him. Which is part of the reason why I have to kill him.