No mommy, don't do it again.......Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy.......I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me............Oh-oohh
Why did you have to hit me like that mommy?
Don't do it!.......You're hurting me.......Oh-oohh!
Why did you have to be such a bitch?
Why don't you...........
Why don't you fuck off and die?
Why can't you just fuck off and die?
Why can't you just leave here and die?
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU!!!
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
Would you like to see how it feels mommy?
Here it comes, get ready to die!









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You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
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