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YOURS.DOGboy: 62. satanic ritual
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Monday, 15 November 2010. All hail the divine mockery of words! All hail the sacrosanct act of thievery, blessed among poets and madmen, on a twisted path to erection! I'm not as good as they come. I'm not suffieciently good. I'm not good at all. I'm not even a person. I forgot how to be one. Who is a person, please stand up. Please, raise your hand. Am I a stereotype or a thief of identity? Gee, thanks for not putting any pressure on, doc. Even the bones...
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YOURS.DOGboy: March 2012
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Friday, 16 March 2012. I don't want you to see me as a person. I don't want you to see me as a human being. Ignore my face. ignore my stats. ignore my eyes. ignore my name. I don't want you to see me as a face. I don't want you to see me as a pair of eyes. I don't want you to search for my soul. I don't want you to look inside my heart. I just want you to see me as a cunt you can fuck into. I just want you to see me as an orifice that you can fill up.
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YOURS.DOGboy: personal ad
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Friday, 16 March 2012. I don't want you to see me as a person. I don't want you to see me as a human being. Ignore my face. ignore my stats. ignore my eyes. ignore my name. I don't want you to see me as a face. I don't want you to see me as a pair of eyes. I don't want you to search for my soul. I don't want you to look inside my heart. I just want you to see me as a cunt you can fuck into. I just want you to see me as an orifice that you can fill up.
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YOURS.DOGboy: September 2010
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Friday, 24 September 2010. Suck it out of me. Tear it out of me. Tongue it out of me. Tongue of rusted nails, take it out, shove it in, lure the beating muscle which was once called a heart and hammer it against your wall. Give me another pill.give me another hit.hit hit hit me.take this away. 63wrote this while asleep. I knelt.i obeyed. i submitted.the music was terrible.my life is a song now;cages of rats, walls, worms, breaking bottles,...A shell, if y...
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YOURS.DOGboy: 59.
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Thursday, 18 November 2010. I'm losing my lovers to my hired friends. I'm losing my friends to that boy that wants to be swathed in crispy white sheets. People come near to see me but won't talk to me. If they do, i just stare back cos i really don't know what to say that won't make me sound stupid or ridiculous. It's like a mirror breaking. And it's like a moon in the mirror. A thousand splinters a thousand rays that pierce my groin. Your eyes bug out.
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YOURS.DOGboy: November 2010
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Monday, 22 November 2010. Thisthing.between us.I don't know what it was.but it left me with a strange taste in my mouth. An indefinable yearning. It made me ache in weird, special places, especially the ones open to the world and raw and smarting. Like we should have met in another lifetime and now we're going to miss this chance again. I recognized your voice and had to.had to.cling. A growing doubt. a fear. a vague need. As a corpse, maybe you'd let me ...
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YOURS.DOGboy: 61. hunger
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Tuesday, 16 November 2010. Sudden wave of nausea. Too much liquid. Your belly is so soft. It's making wierd squishy noises. Like a water mattress. I don't know what's inside me. Like putting a sea shell against your ear, I can hear the sea. Though it's probably gas. It's all dead, rotten, rotting. We could have some fun. No, no, i don't want to go, please. I wouldn't hurt you. I rather like you. I want to make you feel good. So sweet. Yum. These words coi...
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YOURS.DOGboy: Materials Request
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Monday, 20 February 2012. I don't know what the numbers were for. Was it inventorial smugness. Was it counting down to a psychotic break. Was i being cute. Was i falsely perceiving myself as being mysterious, cryptic, and obscure. Was i being manipulative. Let me say this: it has been a weird couple of years. Yeah, weird. i guess. Been reeled in like a fish from crazy pond and dumped into the dirty, smelly bucket of sanity. sorta. I spent all of my 'glori...
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YOURS.DOGboy: 58.
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Bitch i'm a kill ya you don't wanna fuck with me. Monday, 22 November 2010. Thisthing.between us.I don't know what it was.but it left me with a strange taste in my mouth. An indefinable yearning. It made me ache in weird, special places, especially the ones open to the world and raw and smarting. Like we should have met in another lifetime and now we're going to miss this chance again. I recognized your voice and had to.had to.cling. A growing doubt. a fear. a vague need. As a corpse, maybe you'd let me ...
