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| C'mon, you know your existance doesn't amount to shit. Just take the knife, trace your vein with it's lovely sharp blade, and stain your mother's carpet. | |
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| You die, she suffers. It's all good! | |
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... only to give in to her passive-aggressive compulsions.
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| Hey, where are you going to, worthless pussy?! | |
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| I think I'll pay a visit to the hogfarm down the road. | |
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