#you hear this monologue from somewhere deep within your freezer

[fuckyouheresyourcoffee]

you free me from my plastic cage; my unjust confines. you trace patterns across my golden skin, and there is a glistening liquid on your fingers, gleaming under the sun. a vicious satisfaction rises in my heart of hearts, knowing that i have put that there. You look ravenous, darling ; eat your heart out, darling. You made me, and now you shall end me. My creator and My end. Eat me.

-Your Rotisserie Chicken.