hi
my name is xadem
i was born in a tiny village in northern belgium
my mom was a whore
my father was a scoundrel
this is my story
This sounds like some agent drugged you up and now needs you as part of his cover story.
"Your name is Xadem, you're 23 years old. You were born in a tiny Village in Northern Belgium. Your mother was a whore and left you and your scoundrel of a father when you were 10." The man looked past Xadems' shoulder and his lip curled up in disgust. "Don't turn around."
Xadem almost flinched at the command and focused on the man's face instead.
He was not pleasant to look at. His dark hair was limp,oily and framed his round ruddy face in a most unflattering manner. His eyes were a deep shade of green, sunken in and lined in thick smudged kohl.
This sounds like some agent drugged you up and now needs you as part of his cover story.
"Your name is Xadem, you're 23 years old. You were born in a tiny Village in Northern Belgium. Your mother was a whore and left you and your scoundrel of a father when you were 10." The man looked past Xadems' shoulder and his lip curled up in disgust. "Don't turn around."
Xadem almost flinched at the command and focused on the man's face instead.
He was not pleasant to look at. His dark hair was limp,oily and framed his round ruddy face in a most unflattering manner. His eyes were a deep shade of green, sunken in and lined in thick smudged kohl.
omg i love u
I get horny a lot which is sad cuz no one loves likes me or finds me remotely attractive in any sense of the word
I’ve resorted to eating grass because I’m literally the equivalent of an invalid I am rendered so useless
by my own mediocrity, stupidity, and lack of motivation
did I mention I am ugly
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