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[Jul. 6th, 2034|09:00 am] |
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Man patīk pēkšņa impulsa vārdā veikt radikālas izmaiņas dzīvē, pāršķirt jaunu lpp. |
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[Jul. 6th, 2034|09:06 am] |
I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderline and skitzo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home |
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[Jul. 6th, 2034|03:37 pm] |
I am no slave
Of the society
Don't go conform
With your world view
I do what I want
To get what dues to me
Yes I am different
Any problems with that?
You got no
Identity
I curse
Your existence
I spit
On poor little souls
We erase
The primitive nation
Left hand path
Unique mind
Left hand path
Cherished awareness |
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[Jul. 6th, 2034|04:11 pm] |
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Let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do, I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. It's the goof of all time. Look but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, don't swallow. Ahaha. And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He's laughin' His sick, fuckin' ass off! He's a tight-ass! He's a SADIST! He's an absentee landlord! Worship that? NEVER! |
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