The unbelievable victims of a narcissistic
I’ll tell you a story about the monsters that really exist. They feed off the good people and hides in plain sight. They devalue their victims, so everyone will think that they’re right. They make up fake stories and you say why would they lie, they are the good people in everyone eyes. This monster makes their self look like they victim to their Neighbors, families, and friends and people choose to think why would they lie to any of them. They get the role of a life time by making others look small. From their perch on the throne they get to watch it all. Their true victim devalue, defenseless with no power to fight. They enjoy watching their victims fade away from the light. The power they have to use people truly amazing, pleased with their self, and they never care about any one else. The only person who ever gets to see them for whom they are is their true victims with all the emotional scars. These monsters are narcissist and powers their game, and they can truly destroy you by just knowing your name.
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