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Look at you, completely feral over something this pathetic. Just our middle fingers, held up right in your face, and that’s enough to get you worked up. We laugh while we flip you off again and again, reminding you how embarrassing it is that this is all it takes. You don’t get softness, you don’t get affection. You get mocked for wanting something you’ll never earn. We keep our fingers raised, watching you squirm while we tell you the truth. This is all you’re worthy of. Nothing more. We humiliate you for it, laughing at how desperate you are for even this tiny bit of attention. Middle fingers, ridicule, and our laughter ringing in your ears, because this is exactly where you belong.