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cancel @involuntary celibate guy now.

youre still not addressing the point. all this dramatic homo shit just proves youve got nothing but pretty words. keep performing though its cute.
There it is, the final cope. When you can't win, you call it performance. When words cut too deep, you call them pretty. You mock the tone because you can't match the content. You say I'm not addressing the point, but you are the point. The envy. The dismissal. The need to drag down what rises above you.

Keep calling it cute. It's the only way you can survive it.
 
There it is, the final cope. When you can't win, you call it performance. When words cut too deep, you call them pretty. You mock the tone because you can't match the content. You say I'm not addressing the point, but you are the point. The envy. The dismissal. The need to drag down what rises above you.

Keep calling it cute. It's the only way you can survive it.
youve written three poems about me and said zero about the actual argument. I am done circle jerking with you
 
youve written three poems about me and said zero about the actual argument. I am done circle jerking with you
3 eulogies for your crumbling ego. You came swinging, got dismantled, and now you're tapping out with the classic "I’m done" exit. Of course you are. That's what happens when someone who feels nothing crosses someone who feels everything and turns it into fire.

You're not done. You're defeated.
 
3 eulogies for your crumbling ego. You came swinging, got dismantled, and now you're tapping out with the classic "I’m done" exit. Of course you are. That's what happens when someone who feels nothing crosses someone who feels everything and turns it into fire.

You're not done. You're defeated.

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I am a honest girl
 
I am a temple to be admired. I don't concern myself with your mockery disguised as lust.

It was never easy for me unlike for everyone else. It's not fair. And I'm going to punish everyone for it.
it is not lust at all it is true love.
 
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