henceforth referred to as

You think you’re so special, don’t you? So goddamned amazing, like you’re going to dazzle me with your adorable little fangs, and curvy bovine horns, and silky-smooth, flowing black hair…?

cancerous reality

You think you’re just so great, don’t you? With that sharp, shining axe? Well, I’m not impressed. Not one bit.

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