Thursday, May 10, 2007
Faster Pussycat KILL! KILL!
I feel the need to kill.
To go out and obliterate the braincells that have made the recent past a fucking shitstorm of pain and confusion.
You see that guy on the news and you listen what he's done.
And you understand.
You don't condone. You don't even necessarily sympathise.
But you understand.
To go out and obliterate the braincells that have made the recent past a fucking shitstorm of pain and confusion.
You see that guy on the news and you listen what he's done.
And you understand.
You don't condone. You don't even necessarily sympathise.
But you understand.