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- Your Boy Wife Lover Husband
here is my cv:
- am cute
- easily startled
- Creator of Group Farting Simulator 2013
- Winner of the 2013 GOTY for Group Farting Simulator 2013
A couple more days before I can start running again... I haven't seen him in a while but I know he will show up again. I'm so hungry... so thristy... I can't keep living like this anymore. Once he is gone I will be free... No more teammates to psychoanalyse... No more clones or pretenders... No more jobs... No more red. That shady ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ spaceman. I didn't like him from the moment I saw him. I still can't get the image out of head... Purple's dead body. It was just bone... I know it was him I tried to convince them, but that wouldn't listen... He was gas lighting them... and now when they catch me... I'm going to be... No no they'll surely come to their senses. Yea, they were my crew. We were inseparable. There is a suspicious impostor among us.