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Life of Rozyag

You throw your back to the floor and have a hissy fit, as you cry aloud and wave your arms about you edge backwards to be under your bed and hit one of the legs. The bed lands on your stomach leaving you winded, with no breath or energy you do your best to lift the bed but you are unable to and thankfully pass out as the bed was also crushing your intestines cutting of your circulation and causing you to die.

(Congrats, now you've died to a bed, you're fucking pathetic you know that?)
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