as they stand before you with their twisted grins and their neon-orange eyes, the epitome of the lowest scum...twisted white shades on the black walls of the casket, a soft breath delivering a heavy blow onto your bloodshot eyes and piercing the pitch black ignorance...fight your way through life, the schools can't teach you that lesson...stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it! ...I am all they know, the absent minded dribble of a loyal army of automatons, your children and all the different things... o.o wtf was that?!
Mukade Sobakasu Community Member 
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