One day I went shopping with my mother and sister, who must have been about 9 years old. We were walking down the street, and happened to pass a dead rat. The poor thing was completey flat, it had been run over by a car and its guts were spread out all over the show. Anyway, as we walked past, my sister looked at it, and asked my mum, "Mummy, do you think it is still alive?"
Yes, she was dead fucking serious. And yeah she is still a tard.
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in love with the stumps,
in love with the bleeding!
in love with the pain that you now feel...
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