I feel you now.
I feel your razor sharpness, held steadfast within my womb.
Gain your strength, Little One, you are going to need every ounce.
I am sorry for the state of this world I bring thee into, I know you will conquer when the time is right.
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This alleged "crazy" business you speak of, I'm not crazy, I'm Schizophrenic. Read about it and get your "facts" straight before a failed, meager attempt at shit slinging.
Oh, and one last thing, next time something spooks you, I wouldn't run to the girlfriend, crying about it, that is neither "sexy" or classy, it's down right annoying.
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Le' Rip, Le' Scar.
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