You’re weak. You are getting dunked, shat and spat upon and all you have is fake and arbitrary virtue that suits your moment of weakness. If this was prison I would be trading your little girly ass for cigarettes to the manlier faggots.
You’re weak. You are getting dunked, shat and spat upon and all you have is fake and arbitrary virtue that suits your moment of weakness. If this was prison I would be trading your little girly ass for cigarettes to the manlier faggots.
You sound like you're about to cry...
You sound like you're about to cry...
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