A peculiar itch in the netherlands of the body
Ive gotta get out of here. I hate this place and the peices of shit that occupy its every crevice. If God were to be declared capable of mistakes people sure as hell would be on the top of the list. I dont like you. Almost none of you. And when you can count on your hand the people you like compared to counting every cell in your body as the people you dont, it leaves very little reason to stay on this plane. And it sucks because I didnt even ask to be here. I was born( against my will) I live (against my will) I will die (against my will) then I will be judged for the things I did or didnt do when the whole time I was being held down here (AGAINST MY FUCKIN WILL). And then Im always fighting myself about everything. Every decision every step in my stride is confronted, argued, and then executed with malice and discontent.
Boy... I really need to murder somebody. Apart of me would like to dedicate all my resources to making your lives miserable and pretty much meaningless. I hope to make you commit suicide, genocide, sexual attrocities, murder, rape, incest... I mean whatever I can pull outta my ass to give a reason for you dying will do. Because its fun...and I dont like you. Look at me as the spiritual bully whose space you have infiltrated.
Well enough of that. Man I gotta stop double posting.
Say another hail Mary
Lick another clit
Suck another dick
And Fuck Turner everyone.
Boy... I really need to murder somebody. Apart of me would like to dedicate all my resources to making your lives miserable and pretty much meaningless. I hope to make you commit suicide, genocide, sexual attrocities, murder, rape, incest... I mean whatever I can pull outta my ass to give a reason for you dying will do. Because its fun...and I dont like you. Look at me as the spiritual bully whose space you have infiltrated.
Well enough of that. Man I gotta stop double posting.
Say another hail Mary
Lick another clit
Suck another dick
And Fuck Turner everyone.