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As if Anisa would ever cook a meal for her father. Also I can't help but notice that in these pictures, she is always alone. She is posing like she is asking a friend to take pictures for her dating profile. How utterly fucked up for poor Ian. She is 100% using him and intending to throw him in the trash once she is done.
I'm torn on feeling bad for Ian. I'm closer to just feeling like he deserves it. Here's a song for you Ian:
Ty to the user who recommended PreserveTube:Forgive me if I'm late and someone else has posted this, but today Dr. Honda released an hour long interview with a female pedophile. The title of the video is, "Interview with a Female Pedophile."
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Edit: The song I included was originally The Noose by A Perfect Circle but in retrospect, the song is about the opposite of Ian, a person quitting their addiction and becoming self-righteous and cocky. The Downward Spiral is much closer to Ian's story. Hell, there's even a song on there for Anisa:
she spreads herself wide open to let the insects in
she leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been
she has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
seeds from a thousand others drip down from within
oh, my beautiful liar
oh, my precious whore
my disease, my infection
I am so impure (oh)
devils speak of the way in which she'll manifest
angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
need to contaminate, to alleviate this loneliness
I now know that the depths I reach are limitless
oh, my beautiful liar
oh, my precious whore
my disease, my infection
I am so impure (oh)
oh, my beautiful liar
oh, my precious whore
my disease, my infection
I am so impure
oh, my beautiful liar
oh, my precious whore
my disease, my infection
I am so impure
she leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been
she has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
seeds from a thousand others drip down from within
oh, my beautiful liar
oh, my precious whore
my disease, my infection
I am so impure (oh)
devils speak of the way in which she'll manifest
angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
need to contaminate, to alleviate this loneliness
I now know that the depths I reach are limitless
oh, my beautiful liar
oh, my precious whore
my disease, my infection
I am so impure (oh)
oh, my beautiful liar
oh, my precious whore
my disease, my infection
I am so impure
oh, my beautiful liar
oh, my precious whore
my disease, my infection
I am so impure
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