Saturday, October 4, 2008
Roots of War
Why don't you,
Why don't you fuck off and die?
Why can't you just fuck off and die?
Why can't you just leave here and die?
~Disturbed~


It is those little measly fucks who did this to me! TO US!!! I wouldn't have had to bury daddy in a hole in the ground if not for them. I wouldn't have had to protect Lara if not for them. I FUCKING hate them all. Seedy, backwards minded hateful little no accounts! Burn down my house? Try to hurt my father? Threaten my friends house? THEY ALL DESERVE TO BLEED OUT THEIR EYES, TO HOLD PIECES OF THEIR EYES IN THEIR GREEDY PALMS. I HATE THEM. I DON'T HAVE TO BE NICE anymore. I don't have to turn the other cheek anymore. They never loved me. Never thought of anyone but themselves but tonight.. I WILL RID THIS REALM OF THEIR PATHETIC WASTED LIVES. I will bathe in their blood. I will wear their skin. THEY WILL REMEMBER ME ALWAYS! THEY WILL RUN FROM... US!!!!
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