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Fuck Me. Kill Me.

Still waiting on this proverbial... wait ..still waiting on this imaginary svelte grim reaper to stealthily approach me from the flank with his sawn-off scattergun and explosively wash my brains with buckshot rounds, sending me into a psychological Hell. The torment will be short-lived, hopefully. Spiraling down into this crimson portal laden with visages of agony. They make me feel nothing. I struggle to gain ground, slipping on the rocky crevices, frantically swallowing what is presumably the remnants of air. When WILL I SUCCUMB TO THIS FUCKING SUFFOCATION?!?!?
 
Slice my skin with your almighty blade, Amoral God. The Skeptical Lourde.

Fuck my body. Rape my soul. Dissect my carcass. Disembowel my beliefs. Scar my wishes and wants. Rapture my salacious sanctified prison.

FUCK ME>
 
Behold, as I will myself into existence.
Beautiful creatures are saved by my sentience,
Sentenced to death,
Kill me .
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i am the most impressive piece of SHIT that you will ever meet
i am a fucking modern day wizard my bag of tricks cannot be beat
some say i shouldn't live my life this way, but man this trip has got to be
the pinnacle of all existence, the point of reality

so run to the center, run to the light
run back from whence you came
every being that wants to be nothing will become something again
run to the center, run to the light
run back from whence you came
every being that wants to be nothing will become something again.
 
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