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Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead, the bonesaw on the backseat. On this bitter night of giving head. A sharp rear entry, an exit in red. Lump in the throat, on my come choke. The killing joke worn thin with breath. I grew up on the sluts bastard Fathers beat blue. Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through. Aah! Nostalgia grows now times nine or ten. Within this vice den called a soul, dying resurrection. I dig deep to come again the spasm of orgasm on a roll...


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You can break my heart and I can break your neck. Use me if you want but I'll set you on fire. Feel free to do whatever you want to me, but expect to get it back tenfold. That's basically all I say. Hurt me, beat me, kick me, rape me, fuck me, stab me, make me cry, it all doesn't matter. But I'm big on revenge. You'll learn. I'll break you down and cut you out until i feel better about myself. Until I can feel superior, and that I can laugh over your sobbing body, then I'll kick you while you're down. I'll stab you in the back when you least expect it. And there's no excuse for it. Not my childhood, or how I was raised, not medication or my hate for myself, but just because I can. I can do anything. I'm your fucking God. Bow down to me.

What's the point in trusting anything in a world that you can't depend on? You're better off keeping your gaurd up at all times. People and companies will go down and take you with them. I know because I've done it. I punch you in the arm, you kick me in the face. Even trade, right? Of course. It's so perfect. I hate your life and I hate mine too. We all do because we don't get what we want all the time. and it's "not fair". Oh no, it IS fair. It's fair to them and it's fair to you. What have you done to deserve whatever you want? Are you perfect? Did you not just make fun of a retard, or that dirty girl that doesn't wash? Yes you did, and I heard it. Like I said before, I am God, I am Christ, I am your everything. We are equal, except I'm better. I'm better than you because I know. I know everything. You know nothing. So, there it is. Me, I know. I am better and what do you know? What have you done? You've done nothing but whine about how bad shit is, but what have you done to fix it? Absolutely NOTHING. Following the news, are you? Reading books? And that does what?

I don't whine about how shitty everything is, because I know that it won't do anything. I don't even care. Just love me more than anything. Love me more than yourself. Love me more than i love you. We know I hate you, but I expect you to love me, it's how it is. Don't take me for granted. I'll be good for you, you'll be good for me. We can take care of eachother, and if you just happen to be special, I may love you someday, fully and completely, But that may not happen, if you refuse to love me more than anyone else. Love me more than you love you, and I'll love you as much as you love me. Easy as that. It's not hard.










Hahahaha. Good lord that is fucking funny.

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