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Friday, August 6, 2010


Oh... I'm so tired, but I don't want to go to sleep.
Here's a...thing. I don't know. I never know.

ELECTROSEXUAL TO THE ELECTRIC CHAIR(YOU DUN RAPED)
Soft pink on your lying lips to offset the blood red on your frantic hands.
Yeah, you got the beat, and I can tell you haven't the slightest clue of what to do with it, but it knows what to do with you.
You're all over that synthesizer like makeup on the poor little whores you molest.
Expect no respect from me.

Everything that was wrong with Micheal went to you when he died and now you're just a parody of a sick joke of a death threat.
And haters make you famous, so get ready to be a fcking superstar.
Get ready to be a fcking superstar.
Since you love the beat so much, why not have a seat in this chair and let the electricity course through your blood stream?
Wrap this around you liked barbed wire.
If it's not rape if she likes it, then is it technically murder if you love it?

(Dedicated to the worst so-called "band" in the history of history. Honestly, they're so sickeningly bad and straight up evil, I'm not even gonna say their name.)

Gonna reminisce for a bit and then I'm probably going to read Frankenstein.
See you. :D
ily
~BElinda

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