Slyboots

“That crooked guy! He robbed my deep me, taking all the shreds of the my miserable life he ripped off, pranking, blending them in the worst hilarious puppet of myself, an imbecilic puppet that I recognised as intrinsically, I always knew it was there somewhere, hiding from my consciousness, rooted in my nightmares.

That cruel, merciless guy…and he gave me the friendliest smile when I met him.”

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