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aKon

The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your super-ego. You’re f*cking individuated, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can analyze you with over seven hundred different psychotherapy techniques, and that’s just with my lecture notes. Not only am I extensively trained in typology, but I have access to every edition of the American Psychiatric Association's DSM, I-V, and I will use them to their full extent to wipe your miserable complex from the collective unconscious, you little constructionist. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” metatruth was about to bring down upon your hierarchy, maybe you would have held your f*cking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you bloody Newtonian. I will sh*t synchronicity all over you and you will drown in it. You’re f*cking dead, Pinocchio.

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-rep his mates are cheating and he knows it. please report him and his friends

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