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(if you're not going to talk normally, i have no time to try to decode the meaning of all this)
you speak as if your time is so tight
that it is so valuable.
so you sit alone and masturbate. hooray.
you do nothing.
you are inert.
you are dead.
you are not noble.
(this, right now, is to me the equivalent of a mind-fuck. you're messing with me and wasting my time)
this would make excellent poetic prose flow once i nail it altogether like jesus did the cross.
mind fuck?
those are pretty big words for such a little boy.
(jesus didn't nail the cross)
OH YES MASTER.
I LIKE IT WHEN YOU TREAT ME LIKE THAT.
(he was nailed to it)
get off the cross, we need the wood, soldier.
(oh fuck you)
you wish!
you gotta buy me dinner first.
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