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Beneficence Courtesy Nonagenarian Widower Papa
Vitriolic scathing psychological malevolent jujitsu cruelly, fiendishly, incriminating lambasting opprobrium rue teenly dished out to yours truly mechanically engineered hatred to stew when passive aggression fostered corked, where self destruction grew tens of decades ago, when this then much younger match chew Scott doubted, hesitated, lollygagged..., where in solitary confinement he brew toxic shocking rancor towards father and mother peaceful conflict resolution they did eschew much preferring hurling epithet laced expletives out their respective mouths flew acrimonious, furious, noxious... which poison verbal barbs knew no letup, nor elicited any reaction their once upon a time adorable boy, where they did view my welworn, passive, and inert mooching their unacceptable hashtagged ill begotten progeny you know who, if not (spoiler alert) i.e. this generally conscientious contemplative enlightened self anointed guru, albeit modest rarely doth he (me) ballyhoo brutally damning, flagrantly hellacious, judiciously loathsome in screw tibble malicious venomous tirades shew wing no merci, when I long overstayed welcome, yet feared moo ving way past the age when most grown children can't wait to pursue autonomy, emancipation, independence, et cetera. faith no more actually never prevailed, only inculcated self hate buzzfeeding iniquitous, inferiority, incompetence, et cetera innate worthlessness, despite positive feedback when cute boy, but emasculation did penetrate availing self as token "scapegoat" suffering suckerpunches mainly name calling to deflate an already feeble self confidence early in mein kampf, I experienced existential nihilism, and negate purposefulness to live reinforced as extremely introverted lad, whose mien did connate defenselessness subsequently rain of incriminating abuse within central processing unit did infiltrate giving latitude for destruction to resonate with suicide fueling anorexia nervosa to exterminate one germane measly, puny, quirky... objective to obliterate self, though parental intervention did unfortunately vitiate, whereby fast forward flickr of pride did generate altered states of perception allowing, enabling, and providing spirit to resuscitate analogous preceding childhood's end, when joie de vivre did dominate and thy singular life innocence and naivete didst insulate glorious ebullient boyhood I try to recaptcha filial love as papa doth alleviate crushing oppressive pennilessness.
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