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8h
Where do you see yourself in ten years?
Alive hopefully, facing my fears.

What do you mean hopefully?
I hope I won’t get the idea to end this, truly.

If you’re dead by then, and I am still here,
I’ll go to your grave and **** you, my dear.

That’s the least you’d be entitled to,
After what I would have done to you.
This is another Niki, Poppy Piume dialogue (Messages never sent is the previous one). Niki is the one who’ll go to Poppy’s grave and **** her.
Written by
Dorothea Daisy  14/F/Poland
(14/F/Poland)   
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