where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Please, when all this is over, don't call me again... Matt “A day in the light, a year in the dark, that is the curse you also now face.” he says as he wipes the blood from his lips and sneers at them with a sarcastic smugness. “You have CONDEMNED us all the hell foul …
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In fevered desperation he shoves fingers down his throat, hoping to somehow vomit the parasite from within him, but he only finds bile and blood his reward. With one last almighty cry he punches himself in his own chest over and over again, like a drummer obtaining the perfect beat.
I was once open to the concept of thought without barriers, but when I realised that my own thoughts were not my own, I knew that it was time to suck the leech from my skull and go it alone... Matt “Redemption is something I can never have, now that you truly know my name,” …
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His teeth fly through the air performing remarkable pirouettes before hitting the floor seconds before he does. Blood seeps quickly from his mouth, as he lies unresponsive on the ground for far longer than he dared wish. He stares at the three teeth that lie on the floorboards before him.
Angelo takes a tentative step forward, only to meet its gaze with his own. “Nice doggy,” he says nervously as he holds his hands in the air. “I’ve been called many things over the years, but this is the first time someone had referred to me as a nice doggy!”
When the world closed, and the doors rusted shut, we never knew it was going to be the start of something more than just the end... Matt “Whimsical washings my dear, for there is no more,” he says with an awkward smile. “You just need to realise it was never going to go your way.” …
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The candle gently flickers in the breeze at first, before the winds come down upon it like a violent storm, relentlessly thrusting itself at the small flame. He casts a fevered glace over to her, and then back at the flame. “Do you see now? Do you finally understand it?”
When looking back, many people say 2018 was a far better year than this, so I dared the dream the impossible dream, but in that dream, I saw the horror that was, but still did I venture back... Matt Stay classy, what the fuck is it supposed to mean? I mean seriously, when some fucking …
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“West was where they told me to head, but I knew it was a trap.” he says as he slowly runs a finger over the rim of the glass, allowing his flesh to drink the cold water into the deep crevasses that twist and turn their way across his flesh.
I was not half of who I was then, but more than I am now, and in this moment of realisation, that I once had before, I found that nothing was different, not even me.... Matt “Of course I understand,” she says with a bemused smile upon her lips. “But you realise if this goes …
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