World after the Pain

Inciting Violence

I am not what I am, I am what I do to change myself.

788.4 Million Fleeting Moments (or 25 Years of Itch)

The Girl

There was a small girl
With a red crimson curl
And a taste for the dark and bizarre,
She liked the small boy
(The rapture, the joy)
This happiness nothing could mar.

Proof That God Does Not Exist...

...either that, or he's a sadistic bastard.

Digna Rabia (or Where the Fuck is Wally?*)

*That's Waldo for you Zionist, Neo-nazi, collaborationist scum.

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