I'm retrograding myself backwards as I see fit. Degradation and assimilation are an evil necessity. Breeding on basic instinct, I can assume this is more of your palate. Digestible in a chewy rubber gummy. Mushy, moldy, chewed up and spit into your self-righteous asshole of a face. Your youth is lost. You lost it when you stopped believing. You can't get it back. You could ask me nicely for some, but I'll just tell you to eat some turd clamminess and die.
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