Okay, i will come out. I'm Lauren, and I'm 12. But... UUUUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!! ENOOOOUUUGGGHHH WITH YOUR FUCKING ART! Everytime I wake up, get on this site, and see your art, it ruins my day. I MAKES ME WANT TO DIE. I talked to my friends about it, since you have none, and they all agree. In fact, last week, my teacher put a gun to his mouth. Why? His last words were "because Gillain The Creator". It's not only me and my friends that don't give a shit about your crappy MS Paint schlobber, it's your family too! Oh, that's right, you don't have a family! Because they all fucking died! At least I still have my mother. No one loves you. No one needs you. Learn from what my teacher did. JUST GO DIE. I hope you get tortured, and fall in a fire, get your face and cunny ripped to shreds, and your kids will watch you die from cancer. I can imagine...me murdering you, the knife slicing into your beating heart, guts splattered everywhere, eyes half bleeding. It'd be a wonderful sight. Again, YOUR LAST REMINDER: NO ONE NEEDS YOU. YOU'RE UGLY AND WORTHLESS AND I HOPE YOU FUCKING GET RAPED AND DIE. BECAUSE EVERYONE WANTS YOU TO.

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