

War on terrorismoh what a day, a beautiful day, missiles dropping, and people say hurray, i don\'t know what to think of this, i mean its just a war, how can so many think that this is right, but then again are we glad something before, iraq could even get to us, you got a leaguer on the front porch, and all your pro-crastinators, knocking at the door, what do we care, do we really want to see people die? tons of losses, because of one mans nightWar on terrorism
war, i don\'t agree, this is to much, for me to see
soldiers falling, gun s


Psychotic bitchno reason to say these things to me, your jealousy is oh so pity, you blame me for things, that are in the past, there in the past, its not like it used to bePsychotic bitch
get it through your head, you\'re making me feel bad, but i shouldn\'t because this is stupid, but i can\'t seem to shut you up
You say oh you just hate me, well i don\'t see why, we\'re such good friends, but now you\'ve turned psycho, what is the reason for this?
too many guys played with your mind, well i\'m not but i\'m a friend i thought, but you don\'t want a friend


ReligionIs there really someone up there, that heals lives and makes a whole, i have grown, and been taught its right, through my experiences, i don\'t know what to believe anymore, if god loved us so much, then why does he make us suffer so much, what does he heal, it feels like i am falling from the eye, he wasn\'t there when my father died, i survived though, but still it isn\'t fair, why must we be subject to pain, if we suffer so much of it, and put up with all the shit, would god come down and heal you and me, why doesn\'t he? i don\'t knReligion


AprilI told you, i\'d never speak to him again, i never knew it would risk me, i talked to him, the light grew dim, and my everything just faded awayApril
Satan, stole my security, stupid reason, saddening season, my insecurity, is back with me
why i lead you away, i\'m still thinking about this day, as heroes are hard to find with me, you just says it over, and i\'m folding closer, to the point where i can see, i\'m depressing again, its about that time when, i need to shed,
and grow a new skin
Satan
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
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~Love, Dedicate, Inspire~
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