this guy sa'd me

-rep banged out a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ midgame lost the half 10-2

turned from my therapist into therapist when my card declined

based hat in time

poop

I want to chain you to a pipe. Stop taking birth control. Move into my sweaty apartment. Let go of your possessions. Your pets. I’ll ladle water down your gullet. Sop up your waste. You’ll live off fruits I regurgitate down your throat as I impregnate you again and again. Shackled up and left barefoot, your pustulant belly will swell and ooze. You're going to build a bunker underground for our hundreds of offspring. With whom I’ll also breed. Let me cocoon you to my futon in 1,000 layers of Saran Wrap until you’re an atrophied putrifying jelly.