this is for my boys and girls that live along the ROCKRIVER//we are the blackness of the night, the cold wind that cuts your flesh. we are the enemy praying for your certain death. we are what was and will be forevermore in the stillest hours. we awaken enshrouded in the dark children of the blackest seed, reared on murder and deceit.//
Well, some of the highlights of this Easter break were watching 59743857 movies with the lovely missxsarah, going to see Rev. Pickle preach, and... that's about all. It was so cold and dark
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Today I got hit on by the creepiest guy at a bus stop. He was all up in my grill murmuring about how my eyes and hair were so beautiful
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