After all this time of falsification and misrepresentation, I finally sympathize. Your existence is so virulent to the point it nauseates me. Your words stimulate a grotty impulse, causing my entity to churn and repel any craving for human interaction. Evidently, I've been spoiling your faux pride with saccharine shit, but you've been tumbling back ever since the first dosage. You're addicted and your social deprivation is the drive that leaves you degraded, disrespected.
Candidly, you're disgusting, but my pity coerces me to pursue the.. uh.. friendship that you're desperate to keep alive.
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