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Yo, I like your shoelaces
Thanks this weird yellow man with a green shirt gave them to me
I pray with utter devotance - groveling lowly and singing, sirenously, your praises to the dark; I listen to the howling hounds of the darkest hells and follow you into the fire, fingertips torn to bone.
I pray, for My Master, My Lamb.
“Oh, First Gods, guide me! I devote myself to you, wholly, body and soul. I will strike down dissent. I will cull doubt. I will nourish this Crown and be worthy of this power. In blood, I swear.”
You are incredibly important - so don't let anyone tell you otherwise! You are loved, and you make people's lives just all that little bit brighter.
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Finally someone who speaks the truth
I love you
Do you like how I walk Do you like how I talk Do you like how my face disintegrates into chalk