Be explicit but forbid me not. Hum along with the grand and wondrous opus of your atrophy. Hmm-hmm-hmm. Let me kiss your hand when it falls off my beauty. If it doesn't I have a chain saw to take care of the problem. Don't use your apathy on me. I'll blind you with my own brand of sunshine. Never mind, I'll pay you off with a shiny nickel that out shines my sun, and you'll take the bribe because you are a cheap whore. Strike that! I will give you nothing because you are a worthless slut not smart enough to charge. And you! Criticize me will you!? Laughing at me, mocking me. Me and my gun will take care of that. Bang! Bang! goes the trigger. Splat! Splat! goes your gray mass on the floor, proving you could have and should have thought before your self riteousness got in the way. Damn that stain is going to be hard to get out. Away. I am far away from everything now. Creeping in the shadows I feel your honey coming after me even from the far away. Such a shame you'll hurt yourself writhing on your belly like a snake. No matter, I have already made my decision to pay no heed & walk away with my rhinoceros grace. Barbie is not my friend. She ever is and never was. Can I be jealous of an enemy? I grant myself permission. Although... fraternizing with the enemy is against the Geneva convention - I could get sued by the union! And maybe I could sue you for feeding your defenseless dog a snack of peanut butter. That's grotesque feeding such a lovely pet something from your genitalia. I'm sure that wasn't the first BITCH you fed a creamy snack to from your needle dick. The court calls for a mandatory castration and I have my rusty toenail clipper here to do the duty. Dew the duty. Mountain Dew. Mount and do. What's the difference? Up and down and round and round. Hey! Wait! Was I good enough to rape you? I see, you can't rape the willing. But I'm not willing to touch you and cum what way I will still believe. My devouring is always whole. I will slip into the black hole and feel the void I am ever familiar with. Even a space man could feel the despair. Parasites. They are parasite feces hungry for another victim (meal). Life is full of mongers and I must destroy each one of their nisses. There is a sublime pleasure in making screaming babies do whatever you please. Please do it. Yeah, you know I like it rough. Gosh you make it boring. I am so bored like a stick. 2X4. 3X5. Paper or plastic? Paper covers up your ugly face. Plastic erases your ugly life. But that mistake will be erased eventually by God's thumb. Scratched off like a scab from your wrist. Razors may be your only friends in a world made of smears and stains but I will go down and sort through the mess. I will reconstruct you. Everything is always for you. It's always about HER.

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