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I am my own god. To my own image, I offer sacrifice. In my name, I conquer.
Yet mine is also the name that I curse. There is a hatred unlike any other in my own image.
And if god is despicable, then what of the world?
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little deaths
thFool, V (thFool)
Summary:
just the ramblings of someone who sadly was allowed a mind and the freedom of thought (btw, im really fucking pretentious)
if you know me, you probably shouldn’t read this
Chapter 1: to try and reason with existence is bound to fail at your own hands
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