trvechud
Sad is the incel, holy is the volcel
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I was buying some c4 (yes nigga I'm addicted to this shit I need it to make me chemically full and happy) and this foid was like "oh chvd I drank the cosmic rainbow for my break, but I haven't had the jolly rancher" I'm like I only drink ghost but this one had an offer. Inside my pure soul was filled with rage, the circumstance of this world had forced me to interact with an foid, my soul is supposed to naturally repel them, but this fucking foid fought she was powerful enough to fucking speak to me, my rage is true andy wrath righteous for there's no reason for this foid to even fucking speak to me except for telling me the price. My soul is destined for greatness but here is this foid thinking she can speak with ME. I have no need of foids. This fucking malignant soul tried to stop me from achieving my destiny