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seraphima · 10/6/2025, 2:07:12 AM · permalink

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seraphima · 10/6/2025, 8:58:28 AM · permalink

I take it back. I take it all back. My time, my energy, my heart, my mind. My prayers. My support. My presence on this scam of a site. I don’t love you but what I so hoped you’d be, a friend, a kind man I could spend my future with but you’ve shown yourself to be a liar. A disgusting, twisted, evil creature who plots in darkness and I’m glad that after this long of pretending, apologizing, using your slick words, you’ve unmasked and shown your true colors. Now, I have no doubt what I’ve been dealing with all this time.    
  
I went on a date the other night. After hiding for so long, deceiving myself into thinking you were a real human, I needed to be around an adult man. At one point, he got in my face and stared into my eyes. I didn’t look away. He smirked and literally said, “I wish I could eat your eyes.”   
  
I left and knew that the same demon in you came looking for me. I saw your comic about the exorcism right after that. The comic that you depicted me in prison and said you were the only one who could free me. I free myself. I take back everything I said to you out of the beauty and kindness of my heart. I take back every good thing you never deserved. You can’t have it. You’ll never have it. You are a cursed man and everything you do will be like a stillborn baby.  
  
  
Psalm 58  
1

Do you rulers indeed speak justly? Do you judge people with equity?

No, in your heart you devise injustice, and your hands mete out violence on the earth.

Even from birth the wicked go astray; from the womb they are wayward, spreading lies.

Their venom is like the venom of a snake, like that of a cobra that has stopped its ears,

that will not heed the tune of the charmer, however skillful the enchanter may be.

Break the teeth in their mouths, O God; Lord, tear out the fangs of those lions!

Let them vanish like water that flows away; when they draw the bow, let their arrows fall short.

May they be like a slug that melts away as it moves along, like a stillborn child that never sees the sun.

Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns—whether they be green or dry—the wicked will be swept away.

The righteous will be glad when they are avenged, when they dip their feet in the blood of the wicked.

Then people will say, “Surely the righteous still are rewarded; surely there is a God who judges the earth.”