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His black talons shone in the firelight like beacons to his madness. The sweet scent of fear filled his primal nostrils with a sultry seductiveness unmatched by anything this existence could ever hope to offer. The unsurpassed exhilaration... the perfect harmony of pain and terror... humanity was a symphony, and he was its conductor.
Matagar examined the weeping figure he held pressed to the ground with one massive foot. She was a pathetic sight, indeed. Her black tresses were matted and soaked in her own blood and tears. Her clothing
I'm happy you appreciated the photo
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bernie
tim ..
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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Peace!
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LeViTe
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