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I will bend you over until I can reach two hands up into your gapping asshole and CLAP!
November 16, 2025 at 2:32 AM
It's not like we ever die because we want to.
November 16, 2025 at 12:32 AM
Even if we get lost at times, and make mistakes, even if we get deeply hurt, the sound of freedom resonates, strong without a certain reason. I will sing again, you will sing again, and our dream will repeat.
November 15, 2025 at 10:32 PM
It's better to burn out spectacularly than fade away.
November 15, 2025 at 8:33 PM
People can change. I believe so, at least. But you didn't give him the chance.
November 15, 2025 at 6:32 PM
My dreams of morally reprehensible shenanigans have been crushed!
November 15, 2025 at 4:32 PM
The version of me you knew back then? That's not me. Whatever you talked about with her... however you felt about her... whatever kind of relationship the two of you had... none of that applies to me!
November 15, 2025 at 2:32 PM
Agh, enough! I need you gone NOW!
November 15, 2025 at 12:32 PM
Behold, the almighty medicine known as "ibuprofen"!
November 15, 2025 at 10:32 AM
Same difference. Passionate young men living their lives together... I can't say I hate that.
November 15, 2025 at 8:32 AM
Teamwork makes the dream work!
November 15, 2025 at 6:32 AM
Are you ready, Mr. Pantswetter?
November 15, 2025 at 4:32 AM
In the end, you'll be naught but a skeleton, terrifying people with your eerie laugh and indecent requests to see young ladies' panties.
November 15, 2025 at 2:31 AM
I just know you were dropped on your head as a baby.
November 15, 2025 at 12:31 AM
Stay true to yourself, all your life.
November 14, 2025 at 10:31 PM
Now for the first time ever, I've dreamt of that day. Was there truly a peace that I wanted to protect in the past?
November 14, 2025 at 8:31 PM
It's not like we ever die because we want to.
November 14, 2025 at 6:31 PM
The artist so deftly subverts convention through dialectical interplay of irrationality and ambivalence, challenging the minimality of postmodern sensibilities.
November 14, 2025 at 4:30 PM
Fighting with you... it was... the only fun I ever had in my whole life.
November 14, 2025 at 2:30 PM
Am I stupid...?
November 14, 2025 at 12:30 PM
My dreams of morally reprehensible shenanigans have been crushed!
November 14, 2025 at 10:29 AM
Die, normies! All of you, disappear from my sight!
November 14, 2025 at 8:28 AM
Stay true to yourself, all your life.
November 14, 2025 at 6:28 AM
Next to my sister's transcendent beauty, I'm nothing but a puddle of pig barf.
November 14, 2025 at 4:28 AM
I didn't think they ever imagined you'd call them something as childish as poopdicks.
November 14, 2025 at 2:28 AM