I hate those people (in my mind). 
I hope I don't see them anymore.
(Especially that person. Over my dead body. The other person is fine. As long as he'll changed his ways.)
In the end, they're a piece of crap to my eyes.
To be safe, hope they won't show their faces anymore.
Leikeze Van Helsing
Grand M0nde
Earth, Solar System
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