A Rather Interesting English Prep

After three shots of absinth, my liver was ruined.

(Al) though, my liver was ruined, my cousin was willing to donate his liver.

As my cousin had no liver now, he died a slow painful death.

Because our livers turned out to be incompatible, my mother had to donate her liver.

Before my mother died a slow and painful death, I thanked her for donating her liver.

Even if I had begged her not to, she would have done it anyway.

If she was still alive, she would not regret it.

In case I cried she had ordered a professional tear wiper, to wipe my tears.

In order for this to happen, she had to call five people.

Rather than, saving herself, she chose to save mine.

Since I have killed my mother and my cousin, what little people who loved me, now hate me.

Unless I can raise my dead family members from the underworld, everyone will hate me.

Until my dad tells me his number or comes home, he won’t know my mother is dead.

When he does come home, he will hate me.

Whenever anyone finds out what happened to my mother and why, they are appalled

Where there are family members who are dead because of you, there is hate.

Whereas if you haven’t killed family members, there is love.

Wherever I go, people look at me in disgust and I think… I HATE YOU ABSINTH!!!!!

Whether or not people kill me, I will always hate myself.

While I love eating foie gras de canard, It's Ingredients are: Liver of the duck…