| patriq: i wanna talk shyveryun: talk then shyveryun: all you care about is yourself, youre not like me. youre not anywhere near me patrick. selfish bastardo you are patriq: ? patriq: i care about anything but myself missy shyveryun: thats even worse patriq: i guess it is patriq: teach me to care about myself ayo shyveryun: no, ill teach you not a thing shyveryun: teach yourself shyveryun: self boy patriq: :-( patriq: let's teach eachother shyveryun: no, i dont matter shyveryun: i dont need to be taught shyveryun: who am i? nothing patriq: i don't matter either patriq: i am also nothing shyveryun: i cant learn i just cant im to stupid to learn im to stupid to know anything shyveryun: i dont know how i manage to type, im so stupid patriq: so am i patriq: lets become smart shyveryun: jesus doesnt love me like he does the others why am i your disease patrick? how do you want me patrick? on top? patriq: i wanna call!!!!!!!! patriq: jesus loves you shyveryun: of course, its all about you shyveryun: there is no jesus, only you patriq: are you christian? shyveryun: im partician shyveryun: short for partickian....only you shyveryun: my lord and saviour, patrick moody patriq: ? shyveryun: save me patrick, you are the son of god, right? patriq: we're all sons and daughters of god shyveryun: mater dei??? where is she? shyveryun: she doesnt exist does she shyveryun: even the poor naked fat gurls are your daughters? do you lyricly molest them too with your wicked godlike mannerisms? patriq: why don't you like speaking to me? patriq: are you trying to avoid me? patriq: is there something you don't want me to find out? shyveryun: i love you, god, i love you. you brought me thru the storm and the fire and the bloood of the lamb and everything else you put in my way, i love you god shyveryun: praise patrick! patriq: umm, no patriq: praise god almighty shyveryun: yes, lord, i will praise the...patrick, until my days become none and i am admitted into your hell patriq: naughty patriq: do you feel better? shyveryun: of course god you made me that way. on the 7th day right? patriq: you're silly shyveryun: i feel great, i lovve you god. how can i ever deserve to feel bad shyveryun: only you deserve anything patriq: well, call me then shyveryun: i deserve to be wasted in some ones field, i deserve death from your sanctified hands, lord i praise thee, i magnify your name HOME |
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