Crazy four-eyed bitch thinks she can take me out! She’s packing two 45s, but my 720 horses says different. I’m not going down. Hell, I’ll win this thing if this bitch would just—
I’D RATHER BE DEAD THAN SPEND ANOTHER MOTHERFUCKING SECOND STUCK IN THIS CYCLE SO COME AT ME, MOTHERFUCKER, BECAUSE THERE’S ONE WAY TO END THIS BULLSHIT IF IT’S YOU OR IF IT’S ME:
our affliction is to kill. why must we be so cacophonous? still, one fewer will shorten our chain to one having too few links to effectively bind. we might escape. or, we might...
DIE
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