"I weep to god, but god weeps for me."

“Me-not him. You take me, and you let him live till he’s a hundred, and past that. You give him a life, because I was always the worst kind of sin-the worst kind of evil. I'm corrupt, and I’ll ruin him, so ruin me first, and when I die, and that hellfire in my veins is on my skin, eating away at flesh-let it take me to rest, and I’ll rest well, even then.”The words were poetic and something sappy Stevie’s Ma would read to them, yet they seemed fit, a bargain struck, and so the ruination of James Bucky Barnes begins.

So I'm trying, lemme know if there's any extra spelling mistakes, because I know I suck at that, and let's see how self-destructive and low my boy Bucky Barnes can get.