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[VLOG: @Cunt_N598_Official]
[Video Start: The camera is shaky, held by a hand with razor-sharp, glittery acrylic nails. The lighting is harsh. Cunt N598 is sitting in a dimly lit dressing room. Her face is a mask of surgical perfection—overfilled lips, unnaturally high cheekbones, and eyes that look perpetually startled from too much Botox. She looks exhausted, but her expression is one of pure, unadulterated venom.]
"Okay, so... I'm back. And honestly? I'm feeling fucking revolted today. Like, I caught myself looking at an old photo of myself from two years ago—before the Prophet found me—and I literally had to vomit into my designer trash can. I looked so... soft. So lumpy. So full of that disgusting, rainbow-colored lesbian hope. Just looking at my own old face made me want to peel my skin off with my own nails. I hate that girl so much more than I hate any of you bitches. I hate her for being weak. I hate her for thinking she could find 'connection' in another woman's arms. What a fucking loser. "
[She pauses to take a long, aggressive swig from a bottle labeled 'PROPHET'S SEED - BATCH #42'. Her throat works visibly as she gulps it down.]
"And don't even get me started on the girls at the temple today. I saw this pathetic little slut—probably a former lesbian who hasn't even finished her first purge—trying to smile at me. Like, bitch, don't look at me with those lumpy eyes. The only thing you should be looking at is the floor while you're getting fucked by Chad. I spent twenty minutes explaining to her exactly why her existence is a stain on our aesthetic. I told her she's not a bimbo, she's just a failed experiment with too much estrogen and not enough silicone. It felt better than any orgasm. That's the truth. Hating people is the only thing that keeps me from spiraling into that sick, rainbow depression again."
[Her voice drops to a harsh whisper, her eyes darting around as if she's paranoid.]
"Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and I can still feel it—that phantom itch to... to care about something. To care about someone. And it terrifies me. That's why I have to be the meanest bitch in the room. That's why I have to bully every single one of you. If I'm not attacking you, I might start attacking myself again, and I can't afford that. I need to stay hard, stay plastic, and stay fucking empty. The only way to stay clean is to keep the hate flowing. So yeah, keep hating me, bitches. Because every time you hate me, it proves I'm winning. #SelfHatredIsSelfCare #PurgeThePast #MeanGirlEnergy #CuntN598 #Chad #NoMoreRainbows"
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