And now you’re running with your dressed unbuttoned, screaming “But Daddy I Love Him! And I’m having his baby!” no you’re not, but they should’ve seen their own faces.

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God save the most judgmental creeps who say they want the best for you, sanctimoniously performing soliloquies you’ll never see. You don’t cater to all these vipers dressed in empath’s clothing. You’d rather burn your whole life down than listen to one more second of all this bitchin’ & moaning.