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Tuesday, 6 March 2007
Mood:
 don't ask
Topic: life
| 6 March 2007 00:27 EST | Posted by 2unleashedfreaks the now of it
i have found it to be that i am an atom bomb....sitting here patiently waiting to explode, watching these idiots stumble around this world as if they had a clue. Each day i sit and think how lovely it would be to just stand amongst the masses and watch as the reality of this putrid existence occurs to them, to witness the languish upon their faces and deep within their hearts. I AM RAGE, THE JOY KILLER. only to have become this at the hands of society, a victim of the post modern establishment addicted to the pretty shiny. The inane need to recreate and not procreate drives us on and on. Cant keep track of the Jones', dont have the time. Wolves trapped among sheep, and yet nothing considered a feast. Searching endlessly for release. It makes you want to puke......just think i save lives; i'm educated, medicated, horny, tattooed, pierced, fed up, tired of and the freak every day of the week. I ask you, come forth...bring a "hot" need. come one come two see what kink is in you. Can you dig it? Edit this Post | Delete this Post |
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Posted by 2unleashedfreaks
at 3:24 PM EST
Updated: Tuesday, 6 March 2007 3:25 PM EST
| 6 March 2007 00:27 EST | Posted by 2unleashedfreaks the now of it
i have found it to be that i am an atom bomb....sitting here patiently waiting to explode, watching these idiots stumble around this world as if they had a clue. Each day i sit and think how lovely it would be to just stand amongst the masses and watch as the reality of this putrid existence occurs to them, to witness the languish upon their faces and deep within their hearts. I AM RAGE, THE JOY KILLER. only to have become this at the hands of society, a victim of the post modern establishment addicted to the pretty shiny. The inane need to recreate and not procreate drives us on and on. Cant keep track of the Jones', dont have the time. Wolves trapped among sheep, and yet nothing considered a feast. Searching endlessly for release. It makes you want to puke......just think i save lives; i'm educated, medicated, horny, tattooed, pierced, fed up, tired of and the freak every day of the week. I ask you, come forth...bring a "hot" need. come one come two see what kink is in you. Can you dig it? Edit this Post | Delete this Post |
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Posted by 2unleashedfreaks
at 3:22 PM EST
the now of it
Mood:
don't ask
Now Playing: Rick James Bitch!
i have found it to be that i am an atom bomb....sitting here patiently waiting to explode, watching these idiots stumble around this world as if they had a clue. Each day i sit and think how lovely it would be to just stand amongst the masses and watch as the reality of this putrid existence occurs to them, to witness the languish upon their faces and deep within their hearts. I AM RAGE, THE JOY KILLER. only to have become this at the hands of society, a victim of the post modern establishment addicted to the pretty shiny. The inane need to recreate and not procreate drives us on and on. Cant keep track of the Jones', dont have the time. Wolves trapped among sheep, and yet nothing considered a feast. Searching endlessly for release. It makes you want to puke......just think i save lives; i'm educated, medicated, horny, tattooed, pierced, fed up, tired of and the freak every day of the week. I ask you, come forth...bring a "hot" need. come one come two see what kink is in you. Can you dig it?
Posted by 2unleashedfreaks
at 12:27 AM EST
Updated: Tuesday, 6 March 2007 3:04 PM EST
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