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fiddle de dee
i’ve a mind to starve myself to death on your doorstep, but i’ll need three square meals a day to do it. what use is it to protest with a closed mouth? yet it must be shut against the bile that rises. and should you force my mouth to open you may find i will heartily, retchingly consume you to your fingernails, in objection that anyone else should be subject to the taste. however, i find myself unhungry, having eaten well. i have eaten well in preparation to starve myself to death on your doorstep
Published 15th Jan 2021
| Edited 16th Jan 2021
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