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John Titor
 
 
Allow me to impress upon you the severe mistake you have made. For years my conduct has been largely benign. And yet, without provocation, you have severed our détente and forced me to unleash upon you the vengeful flames of a thousand suns. You shall curse your mother for the day of your birth. So, go now, go, and begin your life of fear, knowing that when you least expect it, the looming sword of Damocles will crash upon you, cleaving you in twain and as you gaze upon the smoking wreckage that was once your life, you will regret the day you crossed me
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lutenant eventually 9 Jan, 2021 @ 12:48pm 
we where all sleeping cozy under his name, happy of the silence. but now the echo's of your remark has echo'd this mortuary, this shrine of freedome and silence. by the gods may you be smitten, and may whichever said god you follow be arduous to your every request and bargin. may a rain of misfortune cover you and your ambiguity fall to unrest to their judgement as you center into a madness from their lack of come-up-ance in your days of self. forever devolve you smut, you scatpile, and by life itself, ♥♥♥♥ you @ladyeudora and other commenters
Ms Wheems 8 Jan, 2021 @ 4:26pm 
Hayyy, I hope you're doing well, happy new years <3 2020 is over!