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May I be an example to the enlightened army. A mirror of what not to be. A statue of misfortune placed here to teach their children what happens when you stray the holy path. We may be tools to show his children a tangible being of sin. A reminder of sin and deceit. We may be sorry. We may be portraits of decadence. Holy engorgement by comparison. ( Read more... ) -
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Hostel was religion. Eric Johnson is God. The live performance I saw of Cliffs of Dover from 1988 nearly made me cry. I like the new Bleeding Through album. I have a date with a girl from the Taco Bell drive-thru. She's gorgeous and her name is Sunny. I am jamming with the dude I met at Guitar Center today and some guy that wants to play bass for ( Read more... ) -
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I am going to be arguably the greatest guitarist of all time. That is a promise.
Infernal Brutal Hails.
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Faggots
I need to find a cute little girl and make her a spy. I need to send a fleet of faux-scenesters into the mix to come back to me and report what the fuck goes on between those people. What do they talk about? What do they do when they are not at shows and not on AIM? Do they watch T.V.? What do they watch? God knows they don't read. Anyway, this is ( Read more... ) -
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VEGANS: Modern Day Witches.
Sermon by Brother Harry Hardwick,
11:00 A.M., Gold-Star Members Service, Main Sanctuary."Friends, you needn’t be nostalgic for your mind to occasionally wander back to a better time - a time when the world was far less complicated, when morality reigned supreme, when life was just a whole lot easier and more care-free. ( Read more... )
