thecel
morph king
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I live to dominate and to fornicate. I inseminate and impregnate, letting me procreate so my genes proliferate. I live to put women in a euphoric state and get them to reciprocate. I looksmax so my looks don’t deteriorate , even when I’m forty-eight. I never eat off of styrofoam plates; that shit be contaminate, and the estrogen accumulates, getting you the testosterone levels of a neonate. I start from the bottom — recessed, not overweight. I’ll ascend to 9+/10 Chad, ain’t no overrate. What you just read is totally fake.All I do is masturbate. The subhuman trait is innate. My repulsiveness radiates. If my bones can’t be reshaped, only the ropes await; there’s no debate; it’s too late; the rope’s my fate. Chad’s girlfriend lives right down the interstate; I can’t relate. I’ll never get a soulmate, which my narrow interpupillary distance conclusively indicates. Society’s bluepilled; we don’t assimilate; all the cucked normies are stuck in their coping state. It’s over, mate. Today is my roping date. Join the blackpill syndicate. Vindicate Elliot Rodger; he’s the only one of us who was thinkin’ straight.
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I live to dominate and to fornicate. I inseminate and impregnate, letting me procreate so my genes proliferate. I live to put women in a euphoric state and get them to reciprocate. I looksmax so my looks don’t deteriorate , even when I’m forty-eight. I never eat off of styrofoam plates; that shit be contaminate, and the estrogen accumulates, getting you the testosterone levels of a neonate. I start from the bottom — recessed, not overweight. I’ll ascend to 9+/10 Chad, ain’t no overrate. What you just read is totally fake.All I do is masturbate. The subhuman trait is innate. My repulsiveness radiates. If my bones can’t be reshaped, only the ropes await; there’s no debate; it’s too late; the rope’s my fate. Chad’s girlfriend lives right down the interstate; I can’t relate. I’ll never get a soulmate, which my narrow interpupillary distance conclusively indicates. Society’s bluepilled; we don’t assimilate; all the cucked normies are stuck in their coping state. It’s over, mate. Today is my roping date. Join the blackpill syndicate. Vindicate Elliot Rodger; he’s the only one of us who was thinkin’ straight.
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