fuck you felix i hope you know i´ll be dreading the next 15 years of you being alive i hope you know i´m counting down the days of you being alive hoping that you´ll come across the pipe bomb that i mailed to you i hope on your´e next flight someone pulls out an ak 47 and kills everyone on that plane but you leaving a bomb and leaving you to crash on the space nettle i hope no one comes and saves you i hope you die a slow and painful death i hope a dog rips your head off and shread´s your head like a paper shredder and i hope that same dog picks up your bones and burry´s then shit´s on your grave where your bones are left i hope you run over your toe´s with a lawn mower and don´t make it in time cause someone pulled the plug i hope you don´t kill yourself just so you can see the people around you die don´t ever touch jade again you bastard