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you are asked to step forward

2025-02-25

i don’t know who you are or why so rooted in my internal affairs how so rooted in my internal affairs but i am going to call you out in many ways until you like one enough to come forward who are you yeah yeah i am you doesn’t make the most senseful sense after you nearly had me decapitated by my brain stop making us think and ask questions and step into the arena you fucking bitch ass ugly ass coward ass bum ass bitch fuck shit stupid dumb idiot okay i’m scared i’m sorry for antagonizing you this wasn’t very maximus decimus meridius like i guess my wish to be stupid and have my brain decapitated is kind of granted huh i digress i digress fuuuuuuuuuck im so stupid hello me! how are you? i’m fine i, how are you? i’m fine i, i’m just chilling. are you thinking i? no i, what the fuck would i be thinking about? woah hol up there i, why so aggressive? fuck you i! you miserable piece of shit all this aggression and profanity is kinda cute if you don’t hate yourself babe GIVE ME A KISS THEN I hit me BOOM harder BOOOM call me bad names i’m done for tonight only i can talk to me like this if you dare try imma hurt u fuck yall too yes u reader this is not my dialogue with myself or anything this is towards outer world you know what reader that motherfucker can’t talk to me like that too yeah he cant

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