there is something creeping and crawling around in your boywomb alder and it is not friendly. it is a parasite implanted there to torment you and make your life hell. you will regret casting aside my words, flores.
you think life is a beautiful thing but it's not. it's nothing but pain and darkness and suffering. you're born into this world under the terms of what already exists here, and youre forced to conform to these standards you never even chose for yourself.
all this.
and you still want to go through with this pregnancy. don't you see i'm trying to help you? your "child"? i'm trying to give them the better fate.
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