I don't know how you live with yourself, you must have no sense of empathy. you sure as hell don't have a sense of responsibility.
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I don't know how you live with yourself, you must have no sense of empathy. you sure as hell don't have a sense of responsibility.
I live with it because I'm not misinformed like you are.
You of all people cannot talk about empathy, you are completely devoid of it you retraded psycho
The fact that you have no empathy is how I don't give a fuck about your pain, you're not a person deserving of giving a shit about
I'd feel worse about stepping on an ant than hurting you in any way
I'm not in pain, I've got codeine. I wish I could say the same for the child you murdered.
This crazy old woman will burn in hell along with her rapist
just keep clinging to that, lets pretend that makes it acceptable to murder your own child out of selfishness and fear
what's donnie's address I'm going to send him a couple of pills see if maybe I can knock him off the wagon
Oh it's a child now is it? Next it's going to be a teenager.
You should be aborted, you obviously don't have any electrical signals either
Go son, go down to the water
And see the women weeping there
Then go up into the mountains
The men, they are weeping too
Father, why are all the women weeping
They are weeping for their rep
Then why are all the men there weeping
They are weeping back at them
This is a repping song
A song in which to weep
While all the men and women sleep
This is a repping song
But I won't be weeping long
Father, why are all the children weeping
They are merely crying son
Oh are they merely crying, father
Yes, true weeping is yet to come
This is a repping song
A song in which to weep
While all the men and children sleep
This is a repping song
But I won't be weeping long
Oh father tell me, are you weeping'
Your face seems wet to touch
Oh then I'm so sorry, father
I never thought I hurt you so much
This is a repping song
A song in which to weep
While we rock ourselves to sleep
This is a repping song
But I won't be weeping long
But I won't be weeping long
But I won't be weeping long
But I won't be weeping long
Nah deso is just trying to get you to send them to him
shut the fuck up baby killer
Yea
Lisa's pussy is broken
Lisa's box is busted
Lisa's vagina is vile
Lisa's poon is pwned
Lisa's Cunt is carnaged
Lisa's twat is trashed
Lisa's slizz is slammed
Lisa's cunny is crusty
Lisa's puss is pulverized
Lisa's muff is mauled
Lisa's snatch is slaughtered
Lisa's beaver is busted
Lisa's cooter is crushed
Obsessed bushpigs
I'm not obsessed, I'm infatuated *_*
Show me. Give me back my rep. Stop herping my best friend. I tried to be friends with you again but then I saw you herped donny. You got to get along with him and more to the point you got to get along with me. Then we can be girlfriends again. Me and my crusty cunt.... that's gross, don't say that, it's not crusty I clean it all the time.
Oh god, crusty vaginas are disgusting, I feel physically ill.
Don't say bad things about my vagina or I'll call reno and cry like cag did.
Lisa's clit is crunched