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a crazy man attacked me in the morning before i killed a little boy in Cannes. i prayed for a miracle when i woke next to his tattered body but only got sick from his flesh. im much more concerned about my own flesh now and need to end it. this is a terrible waste of time and
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
lycanthropy
a crazy man attacked me in the morning before i killed a little boy in Cannes. i prayed for a miracle when i woke next to his tattered body but only got sick from his flesh. im much more concerned about my own flesh now and need to end it. this is a terrible waste of time and
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
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