It’s impossible.

I can’t get it together.

I’m forever doomed.

Forever doomed by the thing.

It’s just that one thing.

It makes my skin squirm and crawl.

Maggots are my skin.

Fuck this place, fuck all of this.

Get out of my head!

I’m completely corroded.

There’s no turning back.

I have no flesh nor soul left.

This is not my blood.

Grinding my teeth hurts as hell.

Nervous flint rubbing.

The room never stops spinning.

It’s now grey and black.

I no longer have feelings.

I’m dead now my dear.

They cannot hurt me at all.

But, they can hurt you.

The thought of that makes me smile.

 I am not sorry.

I feel no pity for you.

All I want is pain.

Blood, gore, and all of the works.

Doesn’t that sound nice?

I must observe suffering.

There is no cure dear.

I died a long time ago.

The disease took me.

The plague set me free! God yes!

All black in nature.

Gold and grime within the core.

This will be your fate.

I now suggest that you run.

I’ll be watching you.

I’ll be staying here until the end.

Let the games begin.

Let my madness.

Please let my soul expire.

I’m ready for this.


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Weekly Funnies- Why So Serious?

Here’s the scoop on the weekly funnies: serious boxer pups that MEAN business. Why are they so serious? Take a look and see:


This pooch has a thing or two to say about ‘unappreciated love’ (a bit sticky too)


We’re not going to the vet… right???


You said the magic word! I’m invited…. right?


You know that sharing is caring! So, don’t you care about me?


‘Nuff said! (Ruff)


Do we need to have that ‘talk’ again hooman?

I hope you enjoyed the laughs and have a wonderful day!


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