I’m afraid of women.
I’m afraid of black men.
I’m afraid of Liberals.
tell me something i can use huh?
I’m dying you know.
from the torture.
you think thats funny?
I will never have the priviledge of growing old.
Dead boys don’t cry, and we don’t die… Seriously…
What is your point?
I dont wanna come back a chipheaded dumbfuck child molestinjg shit eating fag james.
its not as good a quality of life
one track mind
embarrass yourself existing like that.
and you come back with a twinge of evil…
I dont want to exist like that
I hear you.
im fuckin doomed james…
im a jew
nazis want6 me to join n lead? ummmm I’m a jew helloooo?
What is the alternative? You know the life-extension tech ain’t perfect. It’s either that or rot in the ground…
I long for oblivion.
flashbacks n memories of pain are too much
i’m a broken soul.
rather die before I start to drool or emulate tourettes synrome.
Or be invigorated with energy, kill people from time to time, feed Shitwhores some scat, maybe even have sex with some kids. Fuck Don its not the end of the world…
my conscience will not allow.
I conduct myself with the laws of decency and righteousness.
people there expect it of me… I give them hope that the nightmare will end someday
people look up to me and admire me…
people look down upon you and use you as the example of how not to exist
they mock you too
soon as your deactivated.
I’m not putting you down.
they’re not our friends.
remember the hotel?
when haley took off?
yer mom there?
yes I remember…
they sent me there to talk to you…
you layin on the fuckin bed sobbing yeah I remember.
fuck her james… she is not even worth the spent emotion.
ya get yer kid n get someone better.
shes a fuckin parasite host anyway.
they arent feeding on dresden and you know it.
in the end you will have your vengeance,… I will have mine as well.
I just wish you could speak plainly…
your too polarized. You see everything as a battle of pure good against pure evil. I’ve seen so much and gone past any idea of good and evil… I refuse to surrender and do not want to die and I definitely don’t want to rot. People look at the two of us as gods now Don. We can have ANYTHING!
hey,… who talked ya down?… I was a little messed up at the time… but i talked ya down…
and i know you remember.
They are feeding on Dresden. I don’t want to argue…
maybe a clone of him
but not his real body anchor
All of Cultus Lupus are feeding from children. That’s why are the celebs are so beautiful and young looking.
the celebs are clones a lot of the time james
manicured designer clones.
I am not happy with your sitruation
that slut got yer kid.
I want to help.
he is better off with you.
James listen to me…
that host is devoid of compassion for anything my friend.
they fake it well.
I want you to emerge victorious in this.
but dont participate as clones man….
dont fuck me up there…
i’m actually the best fucking friend you have!
I will get us all out of there.
it would be easier if you’d step up though…
you aint gonna die.
but yer not getting back with that vrill host
you will be with a normal hot human.
you’ll have yer kid.
Its really simple Don… At some point she gets arrested and brought to a UK military base. Where my whores help me interrogate and sexually torture for months on end. Oh the perversions Don, the perversions… Then like St Anthony says “Film the whole god damn thing”….
I know he’s not safe with them.
yes I remember the reference u just made
I said that there…
and its true.
I want to help you.
yer son should be with you.
not those alien worshipping satanic fucks.
Its all under control. Just stay close…
fear not brother.
they will know regret.
I remember the real you james.
Blood, shit & fire… Hail Murder…
Over & out..
have to be harsh on evil.
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