Not even close.

 pathetic ant shut the fuck up and finish planting corn before I scorch this fucking farm.

Said he could write horror, now that's a frightening lie.

Open my coffin to find me French kissing your mother's corpse.Using her girdle to choke myself before I bust all over her thighs.

Flies covering your body after turning you to a depressed slab of meat.

Caught her riding your tenderloin just before I put a price tag on both your heads.

He's your soul mate but he's nothing but a pup you pervert.

Thrown to the wolves and he offers his ass to the alfa the moment he hits the ground.

I hope he makes you happy enough to carve a permanent smile on your face.