my computer is infected.
The next step, watch as I write these words, my the teeming with desire, my cock so long with threaded mirth. Why can’ I see into the future, these are the words of my mind, look into it look into the deep, my head so bloodied now all I want to see is carnage, this ranting rant, so valid in its demise. Rent this world to losers like me, the
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