You ruined everything. You're nothing. You're worthless. You will rot. I will crucify you like the harlot that you are. You will never infect again. You're better off dead. You're lost inside the caverns of your own mind. You're the filthiest slut a man can find. I will slice your face off. Leave you disemboweled, eviscerated in the streets. Fuck. Your corpse will rot in hell. Tonight you will burn. Your life is a miserable existence. This is what you have come to be. Selling your body for another disease. Endless nights of unknown penetrations. Your body lies limp and decimated, ripped apart by your own annihilation. This is your destiny.
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