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[livefortheshows]

Bright red lights stretch across the jet black, soaking pavement. Spinning hub caps come to a stop on top of a painted white line, contrasting with the black of the tires and the black of the sky. The beat of the windsheild wipers and Full Collapse is all I hear. A body with an empty, hungry soul sits behind the wheel. waiting for something to

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[mord_die_juden]

ich leibe diese!
just kidding. this story is horribly disgusting. i probably threw up in my mouth about 3 times when i read this.