the only things you need are mercury and smoke and sponges made from carbon

there's nothing to see here

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i hate you. you specifically. no-one else. just you

i'm sick and tired of (null)

i hate the way it looks

i loathe that way it moves

i despise how it sounds

and worst of all, it doesn't even taste very good

someone should boil my bones away