ALL DEAD COPS: GO DO SOME MORE DRUGS YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT COP
(Until I can figure out how to cut the corners, you’re going to have to – D)
These are just a few horizontal images on natural wood
I always wonder how my ex did w/ a lesbo. If she got together w/ a black, that’s her fucking problem. He’ll find out eventually she’s a fucking nut. Live with anyone for 3 years, you’ll be looking for other chicks to fuck. Unless of course she was a cop. That makes her death all the more justified. It’s a catch 22 really. I totally support the cops shooting blacks. At the same time, I totally support the blacks shooting cops. No lives matter, we are the fucking dead. People need to wake up & realize some serious John Lennon shit. I can’t support a black movement, I don’t even support the Americans. I’m still pissed at the abolitionists for pushing feminism back the 200 years it took them to take off their shirts. Fuck racism, I hate it, I can’t support it. It needs to be solved, it’s a serious problem. It’s everywhere. I think ironic would be me marrying the chick my ex-girlfriend got together with when we broke up. It’s not like they would have stayed together anyway, she was bound to find out after a couple months my ex was a fucking loon anyway. Life is kind of funny that way. Hey really, I think you’re the cop. After all, you’re the piece of shit that keeps recording/taking pictures of me. Go fuck yourself. Lucky? Not me. Lucky are the ones who fuck porn stars. I mean seriously, just look at Priya Rai…
We are the Belgium Kern, the Black Wolves Elite. Alive or dead
& I looked into her eyes & knew immediately what it was
To be or not to be?
That has never been my question
After Paul the soldier ran to the temple he asked the priest, ‘Which is the word of god?’ The priest replied that christo was preaching the true word of god in front of the church. So Paul went to the church to see what word he was preaching instead. When he got there, jesus was already dead. He had been stabbed in the throat & they were planning to seal him up in cave so that his body would not be found.
THIS IS HOLY WORK OF ZEN
I AM THE TEMPLE THAT LIES IN YOUR GREATEST OF WOUNDS.
I AM THE SOUL OF YOUR SEARED & SCORCHED, YOUR BURNING FLESH.
I AM THE BEAST THAT HUNTS WHILE YOU ARE HUNTING OUT MY FLESH.
I AM NO SORROW.
I AM NO REMISS.