You`re a fine piece of molded clay. Everything you thought you had uncovered is a mere illusion. Go play where the inexperienced children beget dreams to be destroyed by my own will. I will only eat you alive. You`re miles out of your depth.
To the Asshole Who Thinks it`s Jung's Pipe Holder
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