someone you haven't met (seeingalexander) wrote,
someone you haven't met

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Hang your head in shame, you dare accuse our mother. A curse upon your name and all your future sons.
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.
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