Hundred-thirty-seventh Post

hate paedophiles
hate people who tell me what to do
hate people who ask questions

love and hurt......
i think one's much easier to achieve

forget what i wanted to say ~.~
but i'm feeling good alreadie


Samuel

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my dark room was attractive, so i went in.
i laid on my bed......

started what i like to do......
which is to think.
to imagine.

i screamed to myself, .........................
why did i stare so coldly, so uncaringly
so arrogantly
just regretting my actions

thought about my didi...... hurted him ~_~
poor thing...... i'm a lousie kor _|_

imagined kian visited......
the patheticalness
of course, they can just fuck around in my room while i sit and cry at the gate
they probablie wouldnt care

i drew a 杀人in the air

i thought of someone. just hurting him
retributive.............
heh
having sex with people to feel good. thought of alvin
i thought of alfred korkor..............................................
and i thought of someone else, totallie dominating him
and i came out
and i want to go back in
and 陶醉在悲哀之中

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