it’s much more intense than the regular “shit stuck in my head”, like a song or some image. this is far worse. theyre always in my head, even invading other thoughts to the point of unbearable. every happy and sad memory is corrupted, accompanied by a muscular gay black man twerking. every time i go to sleep all i hear is the sound of oiled up juicy black asscheeks clapping, looking like outback steakhouse bread. dreamybull comes in and yells “IM BOUTA CUM!!!”, pops a condomed zucchini out of his asshole and vigorously cums, before letting out an inhuman screech. another one shoves an entire pineapple in his ass and rubs it around, like a dildo. gay muscular black men continue twerking. they call themselves thugs. gay thugs. they twerk in my head. i cannot get the oily, lubed and cheeked up bootycheeks aggressively twerking of out my head, before a big black cock flies in their direction, like an airplane. many more join.

god it’s hell. it’s fucking hell. i cannot get it out. im going insane. i tried to pray, they dont stop. ILL GET THESE DEMONS OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!! THEY SHALL TWERK NO MORE!!!