This LoG moment goes out to that certain special someone. You know who you are motherfucker. Just think, when they’re done with you, you still have to deal with me.
Can the pestilence within you be bled out? May I have the honor of this amputation? Know that you have made an enemy To show you the meaning of indignity I live now solely for the pleasure of your slow decay -Purified
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