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π‘«π’Šπ’”π’” π‘»π’“π’‚π’„π’Œπ’” (𝑡𝒐 π’”π’‘π’†π’„π’Šπ’‡π’Šπ’„ π’•π’‚π’“π’ˆπ’†π’•π’”, 𝑰 π’‘π’“π’π’Žπ’Šπ’”π’†)
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  • Reads 51
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Jan 05, 2021
Ever felt annoyed by the Queen Bee of your school who walks around thinking she is the only superior being alive?

Or what about that dude who is so full of himself, he just toys around with girls as though they're Barbies that can be touched or undressed anytime?

Or what about those wannabes who keep trying to show off themselves when really they're just a bunch of losers who are deluded to an extent you can't find anymore rays of hope to rescue them?

Perhaps even those nasty bullies who keep attacking you on a personal level?


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Ughh, all of us have been there. 

.......

Well, well, well now you don't have to bother being the only one feeling the desire to get such idiots told off anymore. Hope you can relate your anger with these disses or if you're really in the mood to do a Thanos snap (quick yet destructive honey, always the best option) you could use these disses right on their faces and cause destruction 1000000 but only if you feel these are!

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