HE LOOKS LIKE A FUCKING MENSTRUAL BLOOD THAT WE WANT TO GET RID OF SO BAD. DIE DIE DIE U PIECE OF SHIT. I'LL CUT YOUR DICK OFF TILL U BLEED TO DEATH. PETITION TO GET HIM HIT BY A CAR AND DIE. GRR GRR GRR.
This chapter speaks to me on a whole different level WHSHHSHSH. When I'm trying to flirt but ends up fucking everything because of my mentally ill ass WHHHSHHS.
And I mean like in a platonic way. I mean he hasn't seen his brother in 11 years and suddenly he is here in front of him... maybe he really missed his big brother and wants his attention...
HE LOOKS LIKE A FUCKING MENSTRUAL BLOOD THAT WE WANT TO GET RID OF SO BAD. DIE DIE DIE U PIECE OF SHIT. I'LL CUT YOUR DICK OFF TILL U BLEED TO DEATH. PETITION TO GET HIM HIT BY A CAR AND DIE. GRR GRR GRR.