:: 2004 29 April :: 5.14 pm

but the point is, is is is is is.
well.
the wonderworm?

myxomatosis

:: 2004 28 April :: 5.39 pm

the wierd part is i still don't care.
the mask, the mask, the mask, the mask.
&i shall call it a leech. parasite, parasite, suck your blood and make you sick.
then you kick it off and think no more of the stupid pathetic beast.
maggot.

myxomatosis

:: 2004 27 April :: 6.28 pm

'it's those that never admit it that don't learn."

i've admitted it. and apologized for it. again and again and i.
it.
noun verb.

it's those who can't stop that must be destroyed.

[but have you done it to her face? for the real thing? i know you've groveled at Alice's feet a million times for effigy, but i think you already knew she'd accept you nevertheless [anti] . . . but this is different. you know without a doubt that every word is sin. that even being here is sin. that every line you place on paper is sin.
and you still want more.
and you can't handle rejection.
and you still want more.
this is reality, if you do something bad you must pay for it.
and you are certainly becoming a very very bad little doggy.]

myxomatosis

:: 2004 27 April :: 6.04 pm

no. shut your fucking trap. you are hereby confined to a muzzle. now and forever.

plan if you must, but never-not in this name again.

myxomatosis

:: 2004 27 April :: 5.59 pm

fuckfuckfuckyoumotherfucker, you fucking snake and his fucking lies
CHESHIRECHESHIRECHESHIRE

...and it occurs to me that that really just about says it all. CHESHIRE. i am a cheshire i am the cheshire i
still
can't stop this fucking
whatever it is.
whatever my buzzword for it is.
shithead. shitheel. shit everywhere on everything. you are FILTH.

told you you'd cause trouble.

myxomatosis