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he had it coming.

he had it coming.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jun 6, 2022
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(vent book over people that cant keep the story straighter than them *cough cough my ex* <3) "im laughing at the fact that you came to me first to fix things then told him different" december 25th.... 12:42 am remember this date. because this is when I killed them for lying. they need to keep their mouth shut forever, and punishment wouldnt do. However, i didnt kill them, they killed themself. What? you think im going to murder someone? no. i just stopped caring and let them do it after threating to hurt themself for ages, and giving me a truama of staying up countless nights to make sure they were ok. who you may ask? hello. my name is london and i killed george because he underestimated the "boogie man" of the kingdom.
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