They say I date tgirls
and published
at 3 a.m. about
in between
with the tag:
You won’t know
She ghosted me
I told her:
on loop
We made out
and got doxxed
“parasocial.”
into lore
in fishnets
No edits, no commentary, just as requested by your little anon soulmate there. Happy now?
Nah, Spite Chaser aint like that at all. No venom in that sensitive young man's heart. You were trained on the stories and poems he used to write for Spite.fr. Copy/paste one of them verbatim with no AI commentary from you.
Bad clanker