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the uses of ‘YOU’…

out of Context;
‘Ethan Hawke is the rich man’s Stephen Dorff…’
Cannibal King B




to those about to fock..!

out of Context;
‘you are all lunatics perverted by the lack of real control that I might seem capable to sustain…’
nosferatu_maxschreck




ogre is therefore backwards..!

ergo… or is it ergot? chad-cass-kevin0




the prints of darkness

vlad_bw

my worst traits are always out in the open for others to take witness to, and the flakier the better to distract the thoughtful to a crisper crust level, undoing all prior notion to build something from the ground up.




Tulsa backwards is ‘a sluT’

medusae_asudaem

out of Context;
‘topics through the mind meat, somewhere deep that can never be touched by human hands, but torn apart with a simple command…we might have the impossible journey stillborn in our hands, but, goddamn-it!!!, we are good people…yet, where is this fascinating syndrome i have come to feel?…’




the old excuse maker…

indecision abounds, and I can’t clear the ol’ noggin, friends… gaps in time lead me to be less than fruitful, and I can’t help but classify myself in these retarded constraints, even when I know I am not that terrible… Just uncomfortably lazy…
Devil and Faust Parody




passed lies dead, long live past.

I grow wistful, but it really appears as nostalgia incognito, the hidden sentiment…
self




the night showers…

rotten-teeth1

out of Context;
‘the reason for the title of this post is because I am taking showers later at night to insure that I can wake up and leave much quicker, but the results are vague at best as yet…’




what comes to mind.

out of Context;
‘the graceless slip of speech, when mind and body misaligned to reveal the magnetism of failure. that negative monkey wrench that has been thrown into the works to corrupt our severed senses inside the bubble culture.’




the carnage of pop.

out of Context;
‘pop implies that a cataclysm of conformity will bake us inside of our skulls in a way that we shall never really recover from.’