Remain Dead

I’m pretty sure it was heroin now; I was trying to find something to smoke a little rock. Shit happens; I figured it out afterwards, long after I was done cleaning. I still don’t give a fuck. Spend 20 years sober & hook up with your old friends, they’ll spend your rent money on cocaine & prostitues, remind you why you didn’t wan’t to see them for the past 20 years anyway. White fucking trash; drug addicts & losers.

Sieg Heil

“When you’re hunting pig, you don’t just want to stick him like in the movies or in the books, you want to slaughter the mother fucker like a pig has never been killed; there was a black man who became very proficient at it. The neck is great place; it doesn’t matter how tough that mother fucker is- that bitch is going to fucking bleed to death.” Osvalt Drucke

A Pledge Unto the Love

Ah madame, i have found a land, it’s hills do not rise too high, its valleys do not sink too low, it is always covered in snow & when it rains my spirit did spill forth & not with any love but only with a gaze & view – it was raining & though the earth (walls) did shake, it raised forth the giant butterfly & brought it down again. The sky was as blue as my love, a shade of hue the likes of which I had never seen. It is not love your majesty, it is eternal worship. Unto this land of hills & butterfly is pure perfection, where this man alone would only wish to spend his mighty eternity. For if I were a giant I would encircle the entirety of its round buttress within the grasp of my giant arms & protect & care for it eternally. Not even moving to the waking sun when the dragon spits forth its flame again to devour all the planets that gaze unto the eye of the sun, but hold forever my tender hug, protected in the valleys & riding upon the length of the round slope of the hills which carry my heart now into the frozen tombs of time. Immortal, eternal, it is a land that rises & slopes so perfect there shall be none other to ever compare. (Bowing before her face) Not in this world nor even in the thousands that follow. My life & eternal lust, I do not beg before thee, but pledge unto thou my eternal allegiance, a service done not unto one or the other, but rather only unto thee, until the world does beg to be wiped clean with the fire of the sun for its inadequacies. My life & eternal love, for your hills & valleys are a land not seen, the softest touch, the sweetest kiss, to watch the butterfly you ride move up & down, your majesty, your grace, to you have I spoken, unto forever, my Queen, my eternal, my immortal love.