9,166 WORDS, BIATCH. AND LOOK UP THERE! YEAH, RIGHT THERE, AT MY ICON. THAT'S FLORENCE WELCH, YA PUPPYING ILLEGITIMATE CHILD. FRIGGIN' FLORENCE WELCH IS IN TOTAL SHOCK AT MY WORD COUNT. SHE IS BOWING DOWN TO ME IN LEATHER, STUDDED GLOVES, SINGING ABOUT HOW SHE WANTS TO TEAR MY SKIN AND RIP THE INNOCENCE OUT.
BUT SHE CAN'T, 'CAUSE I GOTTA WORD
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