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Your obsession with Twatiana Dynamite
Like fuckwads you didn’t know what your Twat “needed” your help with! She just wanted YOU to do her boyfriend’s job. Make you do HER chores and rub her porker back because she’s “hurting.” Like cry’s me a fucking river you abominable heart eating sea witch! What is hurting her so bad, standing her flatass quadruplets of food infértil Brobdingnagian. Does the skank really not even give two fuck shits about your own fucking well-being? Like does your bad knee, bad shoulders, neck, back, and even tooth mean zip to that piece of shit two faced manipulating possessive as fuck poor excuse of a chimera demon succubus Twat?! She’s fucking worse than Krys and that’s saying fuck loads.
But yet you can’t even seem to get enough of that twisted controlling venomous squatard. She’s not even hot. Nor nice nor sweet. Nor wealthy nor independent. She’s not nurturing or even considerate. She’s a petty, backstabbing, abusively belittling, disrespectful, narcissistically egotistical, planet sized hypocrite!
I pray to all the gods in the infinite multiverses that she doesn’t ever get the pleasure of knocking you the fuck up and getting to take your firstborn child from your womb. I swear to the stars that if that ever happens I won’t be capable of sticking around to stomach it, even the sole thought of the whore even ATTEMPTING TO GET YOU PREGNANT IS NAUSEATING
She’s the one who sure as fuck has got you wrapped around her mile wide little toe or has a chunk of your hair putrefied in a voodoo jar somewhere in her flaps because I can’t think of anything that you’ve gotten out of that fucked up so called “friendship” that could even be remotely worthwhile.
Like… and you, you can’t even seem to get enough of her mistreatment… seriously… are you that blue balled to get used like an emotional rag doll and disposable pocket pussy to her?
But yet you can’t even seem to get enough of that twisted controlling venomous squatard. She’s not even hot. Nor nice nor sweet. Nor wealthy nor independent. She’s not nurturing or even considerate. She’s a petty, backstabbing, abusively belittling, disrespectful, narcissistically egotistical, planet sized hypocrite!
I pray to all the gods in the infinite multiverses that she doesn’t ever get the pleasure of knocking you the fuck up and getting to take your firstborn child from your womb. I swear to the stars that if that ever happens I won’t be capable of sticking around to stomach it, even the sole thought of the whore even ATTEMPTING TO GET YOU PREGNANT IS NAUSEATING
She’s the one who sure as fuck has got you wrapped around her mile wide little toe or has a chunk of your hair putrefied in a voodoo jar somewhere in her flaps because I can’t think of anything that you’ve gotten out of that fucked up so called “friendship” that could even be remotely worthwhile.
Like… and you, you can’t even seem to get enough of her mistreatment… seriously… are you that blue balled to get used like an emotional rag doll and disposable pocket pussy to her?
Published 25th Jul 2023
Author's Note
Because I need to rid myself of such explicitly destructive thoughts… or else, not even the Gods could bring me back from the dark multiplying in my soul
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