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and this is where it has led me... all this goss- -.
09.26.2003 | 1:35 a.m.

this is a mission and i will be caught dead with my throat slit,

but everyone will find out and you are a slob and you make my ears ring.

there are disgusting bits of manbeast romping around this town and if the smell lingers for quite longer i will go ape shit on their missing parents.

girls! wear your masks like the politicians warned! this is not a test and you are under oath.

high time to start screening the dead or unworthy... unworking.

delinquant mastermind proding through your skull. wording his justifications on your scars.

'little girl, little girl, let me in...'

and there are no survivors.

so fuck off, you two and all the other secret ones. fuck off because you make me sick and that is why i work such long, horrid days.

well, that and because i want to move into your old apartment building in a month.

xoxo i miss the scene?

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