Stop right there and turn back. I don't even want to see your face. I'm starting to detest that sight of you. Good thing that we'll never meet again. Because your presence has now disgust me. I'm being very harsh here. But have you ever sit down and recall those thrash you have thrown to me? Sad that only now do i actually smell the unpleasant. What a great lips you've got there with sweet words. Enough of your bullshittings. Facta Non Verba. DEEDS NOT WORDS, my dearest babyboi.......not!
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