Die, maggots, die. The past's gonna be catching up. What's in it for me? Look back and freeze.Run. Slide. W...

вторник, 06 февраля 2007

20:17

Anyme

I couldn't care less.

Die, maggots, die. The past's gonna be catching up. What's in it for me? Look back and freeze.Run. Slide. Wait. Learn to believe them people. Hard trick. They've hidden the Legendary Mace so far that even the developers forgot where it was. Quit. Start. Quit.

Get out and pray. And don't forget to change the coding, 'cause God doesn't read characters. Hey you, Blondie-Bitch, wanted to make a man out of me, huh? Why get me lady-brand glasses then? I need an iron to throw it down on you and split your scull. Yeah, sorry, I forgot, I want you suffer.

And suffer you will, 'cause I got half a year filled with nothing but waiting. ever since sex is out of service now, let's play revenge. I want you suffer big time. Somehow I think it is easily done. Yeah, I don't act as a grown-up should, crucify me.

You will want to make up with me. You already do. But I got my lover to wait for, so stand back and watch. I want you choke on your tears like I did on mine. I want you spread out on the cold floor without any wish to live on whatsoever. Drunk to obscenity and yet utterly blue. I want you to lose yourself over the glass-sharp memories you got.

And you got them don't you? They usually come free with the beer you order.

I want you want me.

And then I hit you hard.

I got time until June. Do you have the nerve until then, Blondie?

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