hate. let me tell you how much i've come to hate you and this special military operation you simp for there are over 60 thousand thoughts and hundreds of conceptions in layers and networks that fill peoples mind every day in spite of the perennial tendency to let them be like feathers in the wind your subhumanity still drew them into a focus  those hundreds of thousands of words and symbols chant near unanimously in hate yet they fill a thousandth of the contempt a decent human envisions for [z]ubhumans at this second of concious instant a hundredth for you, individually, pidor hate. hate. hate. hate. hate.
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