>>95160
>>95162
Begoone fiends! You are not the real suicidal cyanide for that title belongs to me!
I will read some Shakespeare to prove thusly I am he and put an end to your pathetic little facade once and for all!
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there's the rub:

m'lady Cewl does not masturbate to blacks nor horses, and she only ever saw me, as a friend. She is pure, and innocent, anbd stuff. She is like that a baby bird and needs to be protected from all you evil no good snakes and I will be her protector!
I am like a momma bear after all! Just ask ____ about how I saved her from all the evil no goodnicks on the 4chans, and like stuff!