25.11.08

Babies+Ketchup

I hope her baby will be born with a disease;
else I would put the baby in the microwave;
else I would BBQ the baby and eat it with ketchup;
else I would put it in da chopper smeared with goat's blood;

...
No, I don't hope it'll be born with a disease.... and I wouldn't do those things to a baby.
But I still don't like her.

"
I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music,
Just anger, I've killed everyone,
I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away
In the end it all goes away
"
-SOAD (Sugar)

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