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kim dokja is like if a guy was a bug to me hes crawling around on my wall and im just staring at him enraptured by him using his little bug legs to brush his antennae im getting a cup and letting him outside except he gets stuck to the cup awkwardly so i have to like shake it around and he goes flying and lands on his back and starts flailing and i have to poke him to get him back up. and then sometimes i see him and i go oh you fucker and i smack him into oblivion. i am crouched down on the ground appreciating the beauty of his exoskeleton and also i am holding a sandal above my head to bring down holy retribution onto his tiny frail body for the crime of existing
#kim dokja is like if my favorite guy ever was also my least favorite guy ever#hes like if my beloved was also my beloathed#he is my silly rabbit my shmookums my baby girl and he is also my vile and wretched boything my ugly disgusting worm of a man#i am tucking him in sweetly and i am dipping him in milk and thwacking him against the wall so he sticks there and slides down pathetic#like the little plushies im holding him gently and also squeezing his head in my fist so he explodes#im really normal about him is basically what im trying to get across here
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