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| So you see I just want people to love me for who I am and give me more attention! More poses! *Sigh!* I'm so depressed... | |
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| Shut your flap-hole, stick-boy! I *died* for your nail-filled ass! Did you hear me complaining on Calvary? Sheesh! Go home and listen to Radiohead, loser! | |
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| Aren't You supposed to be compassionate and understanding? | |
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| Don't tell *Me* how to feel! Time spent by Son of God nailed up: 2000 years. Time spent by spineless stick-boy: Feck all. Come back when you can change water to wine, cocksmoker! | |
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