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I think I completely sold my soul to my holy PC the day it was built. It was actually built for me.

i sold my soul to roleplay gods

*** You've reached the answering machine of -beep- "Kasper Dunkel (cold, hushed, creepy voice, German accent)" -beep-, please leave a message after the 'Dunk'.

-DUNK!-

(Feel free to speak or close the call...)

"why do you suck so much"

"why do you swallow so much"

"did your family abuse you THAT hard"

"VERY hard..
don't even talk about it"

"HAH- fucking abused. you deserve it to be honest."

"...................
attentionwhore still trying to get my attention, smh.."

"freak, even in voice..."

"I hate you."

"implying anyone even loves you"

".. I don't care!
......... my dog loved me.."

"i bet he was a freak like you, fucking filth."

"No, he wasn't. He was innocent.
Also.. Jack calls me his best friend.."

"he hates you and wants to use you, you are worthles.
like your fucking filthy dog."

"He asked me to be his best man, you idiotic obsessed manchild."

"he asked it because he wants to abuse you furthermore"

"He never abused me, he took care of me when I was blind and no one else gave a shit..
You crippled lonely fuck."

"no, he abused you so hard that you NEED him, you filthy freak. deal with it, you are not to be loved"