Thursday, 17 February 2011

Suicide Note and Dialogue Typed

All is empty for me, now. All signs of beauty and originality in my artistic stylings. Na na na nee,bouncy bouncy orange clown. Smells like teen spirit, living is a problem because everything dies, oh the guilt,I gassed the Jews, I killed the kurds, I bombed the arabs,the killing fields are mine! Everyone left the party because of me, I rape small children whilst they beg for mercy, I suck out your eyes then send them to your mother in a box & when I die I'm going to be re-incarnated as your child only fifty times worse and in general just make your life a living hell. I REFUSE! I REFUSE! I REFUSE, Look away from me!

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