Sociopaths Annonymous

Bellicose voices, raising fists and clashing drinks, disguise disgusting pleas for attention from living grist, deny them and their flashing nature quickly shrinks, methinks. Strutting stags, designer bags, mere snivelling party fags, servile slaves to shallow enclaves and hollowers of fashion. Just to squint through the scope lets me own all of their hope for the future…

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