1: You are not good enough. You do not deserve to exist.
2: Shut up...
1: You are weak.
3: Yes. You must destroy yourself.
1: Kill. Kill yourself.
2: No...
3: We'll kill you then.
4: Do I even want to be alive?
2: Yes, I want to.
5: You never helped others, you are worthless.
1: Kill. kill. Hahahahahahahaha!
2: silence.
4: I don't want to exist.
3: are you deranged?
5: fuck you.
2: I am shit. And so are you guys.
3: deranged.
1: yes. You deserve to die.
2: what... am I?
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Yellow Walrus and Dripping Ketchup
General FictionFlying Mustard in the sky, see the spirits, set them free. Umbrellas dance with the leg that they have, eye balls floating in the dark night sky. Deep and mysterious, the bats and birds, and everything "B". Let it be, let it "B", let it bee.
