misterdude123
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It's true. I'm absolutely fucking insane. I sit in my house holed up all night and I listen to the sounds of babies crying on a cassette tape over and over. Then I eat the tape because I mistake it for a baby. And then when I leave the house, people try to rip off my loincloth, so I growl at them and ask them why they have forsaken the great god of stone.
And I wonder why nobody likes me.
And I wonder why nobody likes me.