Limbo, Lust… all gone… with Gluttony soon to follow… your kind know nothing but hunger- purged all life from the upper layers and yet… they remain unsatiated… as do you… lemon, you’ve taken everything from me, and now all that remains… is Perfect Hatred… *Dramatic piano* Lemon… I will cut, you, down, break you appart, splay the gore of your profane from until the very seeds cry for mercy! My hands shall relish! Ending you… HERE and NOW! *Insert: “Death Of God’s Will but bad quality”*

Ayo what

I agree ;--; (I'm a minor)

Bro I’m fine with this 😀

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