Category: Red Book

i i want to want to start something huge more than that i want to begin want to begin something far beyond huge riot i want to start something i wanna start a riot a fucking final riot in the yard on the fucking lawn everybody’s back yard everybody’s fucking front yard

there’s a body in the kitchen i don’t remember how it got there i’m cold and i’m trembling there’s no hope for me anywhere satan is in the attic god is in the basement and jesus is dead in my closet i do not know what i have done blood on my hands and hatred…

i want to live forever be around all this suffering see mortals die daily see christianity fall eventually make meaningless money buy meaningless things to fill my self destruction induced holes fuck yeah i’d enjoy it be almighty only immortal known to me standing on the side clapping as they die seducing reducing erasing you…

i wanna work in a hospital watch the babies die pull the plug on a vegetable smile and clean up the corpse’s shit vented with the rest of it walking down the street a few hours later seeing the happy clones feeling the glares and hatred grinning since i know what’s to come more death…

listen to the gun cock feel the cold metal against your temple admire the hesitant shaking of a scared index finger take comfort in the cold sweat running down your face press the barrel into your flesh just squeeze and rush to join the rest i will stand up here thinking of all i’ve done…

i love you and i love her i hate myself i hate humanity everything is hurting me what do i do everything repeating how do i cope my targeting is seeking wish i could die wish you could die want us all to die and we will just not fast enough for me i love…

oh, lovely woman let me pleasure you make me scream your name make you scream mine show you’re divine i’ll give it to you throw you up against the wall run my tongue all over your body thrust myself inside you for hours every inch of you i will devour lead you into the bedroom…

you bring me your pretty wife i’ll bless you with a new life you’ll think it’s your child recognize the resemblance is merely mild and take the low blow in hateful strife have the kids approach with their knives hand them to me along with their lives teach them how to kill siblings and acquaintances…

i give thanks to trent reznor for delivering the most orgasmic soudns i give thanks to this pen and this paper that gives me a realm where i keep my ground i’m thankful for this porno i’m watching thankful for these pills i’m dropping thankful for these girls i’m popping and these wrists that i…

writhing with madness cringing with sadness drowning in my own piss craving an escape from this i want to sew people into pairs nice tight perfect stitches then play tug of war with bill over and over again i’m addicted to chaos i’m in love with riots and i’m planting seeds in your mind good…