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Welcome to my world. I am here to bitch about how horrable my life is, If you don't like that then get the f#@*# out!!! First of all, my name is Jr. I live in the ideot capitol of America, Louisiana, it's hard being Goth, in a town full of rednecks. Thay all call me devil boy and Maralyn Manson. Then I have to get violent. I don't like hurting people. but ya gotta do waht ya gotta do. When I was a kid, my best friend was my imaginary sister. (That's right, I made up a sibling,) Thats becase no one would talk to me. My mom and dad worked, my real brothers and sisters were too buisy with there own lives, to care. After I got into Junior high. thats when I became a real outcast. Thats when th rednecks started using me as a punching bag. It got worse before it got better. They messed my head up so bad, I couldn't talk to anyone or go out for years. I made movies in my mind, of how I'd like my life to have been, I ebjoyed those films. But someone always snapped me back to the real world. Thats when I found out about the Wicca. It became my passion. And still is. Now I ignore the real world and live in my dream world. Only leaving to meet with my girl friend, or work. For those of you unfamiliar with the wicca, I can't explain, it would take me too long. And you'd ge board. So lets just say it's a religion. Now for all of you who love to laugh, I offer this section, which I will try to modify every weekend. Here I will write a true story of smeone doing something stupid. And a good joke. A man gets his hand accedently cut off, doctors replace it with a robot arm, the robot arm responds by voice control. The first noght he has the arm he, goes to a bar and gets drunk. He has to piss. he goes in the bathroom and unzips his pants, he tells the robot arm to pull his dick out, the robot rips his dick, off. The man screams, ohh F*** me. the arm begins to anal f*** him. If you have better ones email, me, case I don' | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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Ahhh the sweet, sweet suffering..... I sit on a mountain of skulls and watch my world die. I am the watcher. I have seen countless numbers of people die deaths so horrable, I cry at the thought of them. I watch your kind destroy themselves with machines. I have also watched your kind create life. Lives so small the smallest effort would destroy them. The smallest spark of life. I have also seen these lives taken away, by unwanted creators. No man knows the importance of life, until his own is taken away. When will men learn the meaning of this. Anarcy is name of suffering. Death i called man. Man takes life from it's own without thought of reason. Without remorse or fear. It just takes. Man Is suffering this world feels. Man is the root of all evils. Man can't learn the meaning of life. Life it takes without a second thought. Man is suffering, man is pain, man is DEATH...... More to come stay tooned.. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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My interests are shork rock, horror films, and my girl friend Raven. | I hate rednecks, stupid people, people who ask too many questions. The movie I have the most is Titanic. The band I hate the most is nsync. Other stuff about me, I'm an 18 year old junior in high school. I live with my mother and sister in a crappy little town in the souther united states. I want despratly to escape.. If you can help me escape this hellhole please tell me.
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