Brutal

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01:07am Wednesday, 22nd November 2006
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Good Mourning.

Hey, I don't feel so good.
Something's not right,
Something's coming over me
What the fuck is this?

Killer, intruder, homicidal man.
If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.
A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street.
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.
Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend,
Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deeds.

My hammer's a cold piece of blood-lethal steel.
I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal.
Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads,
Deviant defilers, you're next to be dead.
I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent.
Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head. Yeah!

Their bodies convulse, in agony, and pain.
I mangle their faces, till no features remain.
A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds.
First take out the organs, then cut off the head.
The remains of flesh now sop under my feet.
One more bloody massacre, the murders' complete.
I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend.
And, blood baths are my way of getting clean.
I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill.
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground.
I'm out to destroy you and ,I will, cut you down. (Cut you down)
I see you, and, I'm waiting, for Black Friday.

Killer, intruder, homicidal man.
If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.
A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street.
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.
I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill.
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground.
I'm out to destroy you and ,I will, cut you down.

It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall.

Megadeth - Good Mourning/Black Friday

Yeah, happiness was short lived...

The Partay

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08:13pm Sunday, 29th October 2006
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Hiya, i'm a bit slow by the seems of everyone elses blogs, but yeah party last night was alright, pretty much ended up like every other one, drunk emoness. Haha.

I'm pretty sure I felt every emotion possible last night, from euphoric, jealous, bitter, pissed off, fucking pissed off, pyscho, giddy-with-love (there's no cool one word to sum that up, well at least not in my fucking vocabulary) to yeah, upset and emotional heap. Good games brendo, always know how to be a fucking mess

Um, yeah, moments like last night makes you realise you how fucked up you are, and I think I'm bordering on the 'one more thing and I could snap and murder an entire community sorta thing'. Heh, easy boy smile

I'm good, I'm fine, well that's what the voices are telling me... so yeah, table for five please

over and out. fyi, that's my thing now, so OaO is my signature end greeting. Copyrighted, patented, mine. OaO.

g0t.frustration?

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03:06pm Friday, 27th October 2006
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Apart from my recent addiction to everything g0t, I'm one fucking frustrated bastard. To put it in a "Marissa Cooper" I'm going to throw chairs into a pool and scream sorta way... AKJFKLAJSDGKLJDLVKJEWSJVKLSJ alksjfdkasjdflkdjsa lkdfjdkslafkejaf kdjfadsjfd'sajfksldf fdasfdasfdsafsdafjdsjaf dfakjsd;fjkdsa lfjdsaljf dsalqjfkdsjaf dsjfAKJKJajKJKJSDJFSJDFKSJDFKLSJDFK LSJDFKSJFDSDF!!!!!.

And just for good measure FUCK!!!!!!! and, *throw* goes the metaphorical chair into the metaphorical pool. Good day.

Cats btw.