reality unsensored
Love, compassionate greetings to strangers with their welcoming beautiful glowing faces. they love and adore you they’ve met you the day you were born. A shuttering fist proceeds to force your lips between your teeth Insulting taste of flesh and blood, judgmental eyes awaited this sight. Trough dull laser lights you will hear them say: How dare you speak, Take those pills and be on your way! mv
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