The hour is at hand, she will be the herald - the reign of woman kind.
Let the blood rain down forever and ever.
I want to shoot up with god! acid trip last night i thought my head was finally going to explode. it's not a migraine is aid in tears, my head just wants to pop.
our new place, beautiful. i'm waiting for a phone call and alexander you saved me from a bad trip. will the carnivores be playing here soon?
where is art?
it's the tears of the retarded children when you tell them there's no god.