Clavicus Vile
I sold your soul for a daedric fleshlight
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In gym class, sometimes a group of bean and mayo foids would see me sitting to myself on the bleachers alone, and they’d go over there and start picking on me and laughing at me. About like 3 or 4 of them.
I still remember when one of the little demons squeezed one o my arms and said “holy hell you’re weak as shit!”. Then another one said “it’s all soft, no firmness”. That moment has been etched into my brain for life.
I bet not many have been bullied to the extent that I was
, shooting up the school would’ve been 100% justified on my end. I mean they’d die relatively quick deaths compared to the prolonged suffering they caused me.
If I had got the opportunity I wouldn’t have shot them quickly, I’d have pointed it at all of the people that mocked me while wearing a grin on my face, reveling in the brief seconds of terror and regret I caused them before they died
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I still remember when one of the little demons squeezed one o my arms and said “holy hell you’re weak as shit!”. Then another one said “it’s all soft, no firmness”. That moment has been etched into my brain for life.
I bet not many have been bullied to the extent that I was
If I had got the opportunity I wouldn’t have shot them quickly, I’d have pointed it at all of the people that mocked me while wearing a grin on my face, reveling in the brief seconds of terror and regret I caused them before they died





