Bloody Perfect
Right now, I'm enduring another round of Stomach Cramps, and somehow, I kinda like the feeling, because it reminds me of my being a human, well sometimes inhuman. The feeling gets more intense every second pero, it's almost fine. Another dose of Euphoria probably.And a bomb was dropped on my head. The hiroshima or nagasaki would probably be humiliated. Confessions really make every one's day. My soul feeds on it, oftentimes, rejuvenating my entire being.
And enough with all the crypts. It spells news for me. Notoriety.
posted by Randyh @ Sunday, December 17, 2006
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