"You think your heart's dead? Mostly, but not yet! You think your body's broken? Not even close! But that doesn't matter, does it? Cause you figure, 'I won't care. Do it. Cut me open, HABIT, gut me like a fish. Cut off my fingers, chew 'em in front of me. I won't care, won't give a shit. I won't scream, I won't beg, I won't cry.' But you will. They always do, and in that moment, I'll be there. To piss in your wounds, and to burn you alive. You think you're untouchable? Not even God can hide from me." ---"Feeling good, feeling sassy?"--- "For years I've been tormented by all you assholes, okay. I was called a faggot for walking down the hall in school in a shirt that came from fucking JCPenney. It's a fucking shirt! Who the fuck cares?" --- "We're hoping. We're hoping. I hope we kill 250 of you. It will be the most nerve-racking 15 minutes of my life, after the bombs are set and we're waiting to charge through the school. Seconds will be like hours. I can't wait. I'll be shaking like a leaf." "You think your heart's dead? Mostly, but not yet! You think your body's broken? Not even close! But that doesn't matter, does it? Cause you figure, 'I won't care. Do it. Cut me open, HABIT, gut me like a fish. Cut off my fingers, chew 'em in front of me. I won't care, won't give a shit. I won't scream, I won't beg, I won't cry.' But you will. They always do, and in that moment, I'll be there. To piss in your wounds, and to burn you alive. You think you're untouchable? Not even God can hide from me." ---"Feeling good, feeling sassy?" --- "For years I've been tormented by all you assholes, okay. I was called a faggot for walking down the hall in school in a shirt that came from fucking JCPenney. It's a fucking shirt! Who the fuck cares?"---"We're hoping. We're hoping. I hope we kill 250 of you. It will be the most nerve-racking 15 minutes of my life, after the bombs are set and we're waiting to charge through the school. Seconds will be like hours. I can't wait. I'll be shaking like a leaf."