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Vermilioncore
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There’s a vulture waiting to pluck my eyes out and feast on me. God implanted a mysterious cancer in me and it aches. He’s telling me it’s time for me to go.
He set the stoves of hell to the highest heat, as if he were preparing a BBQ, and now it’s ready to fry me until I’m black as a nigger
The end is here.
He set the stoves of hell to the highest heat, as if he were preparing a BBQ, and now it’s ready to fry me until I’m black as a nigger
The end is here.
