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| I discover that I truly love you bitch. Marry me or I may kill again. Maybe someone close to you. | |
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| Oh my I can't...I'm married and have children. | |
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| Oh shit. I didn't want to kill again. Goddam, I really didn't! You must die tonight and your nice little family too. | |
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| Oh Christ help me. Help me please. Okay, how bout I suck your dick? | |
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A few minutes later, she has been dragged into a back alley.
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| You didn't have to die. Oral sex is not good enough, all I wanted was your love. You death is on you. My conscious is clean. Bitch. Satan help you. | |
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| Glurgligur. I trie to talk and nothing but blood comes out. Oh Lord. | |
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