Pitiful tiny world

I pity the man-child, for he never managed to develop a sense of empathy. It must be terribly lonely in there, which rather explains why it’s always always about himself. Yeah, I feel sorry for him. It must be horrible to live in such a tiny world, always scratching, yelling. Ugh.

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