| Bad Taste HxC |
[19 Aug 2009|10:53pm] |
I dont know how i feel about this.
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[25 Jun 2009|11:55pm] |

He still put his penis in some little kids mouth.
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| Ok, ok i know im fucked up..... |
[17 May 2009|11:53pm] |
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Harry had always thought he's be good at sex. Since he was a child he gloated about his penis size without even really knowing what a "rod" was. He was good at setting up a conversation and running a truck right into it. His words flowed out like a man-on-fire type tempo. Middle-aged and still hadnt found anyone or anything to fill his time, maybe his pathetic cats. He decided to kill himself. He had to go out with a bang. He was almost unreconizable to anyone that knew him when he was younger. One was the loss of a leg. A crippling car accident had taken his pride and his manhood, loss of an erection is the begining of the end. He plotted for days for the right circumstances to gain some sort of personal fame. It finally came. While looking at pictures of people he thought had nice families. He wanted to destroy someone's innocences, like a child molester has that itch to stratch. He would play a character on the local television mascot. Bingo was his name, he was a giant teddy bear. He would cut out the back of the costume and begin to peform limp felcatio to himself(something his father taught him), then pull a gun from inside the suit and shoot himself fucking dead. After living by himself in this lonely suburban house,the hall and oates posters, he had thought of many different ways to kill others family and friends but never himself. His penis, was more important then human interaction. It was time to destroy people's lives. Just as he was about to leave to make some decorations he realized he had an erection, quickly beat off and went to sleep.
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[19 Dec 2008|05:02pm] |
It's been so long since I've been by myself And I need this more than you will ever know People like you and me never felt the breeze People like you and me will never know the easy way
I scream into the wind and laugh As the words slap me in hte face I would gladly trade a lifetime of convenience For and honest day or two
It's just not the same when you're staring Into a perfect golden sunset And thinking about how you sold your soul To send the rain away
It's been so long since I've stood on my two feet I'd really rather lay here and pretend But people like you and me never get that peace It comes from denying that everything is so screwed up It's so screwed up
I stand on a building and throw up my arms to the sky I swallow my pride and admit That it's not always best to understand the reason why
It's just not the same when you wake up in the morning With a smile on your face When you know you lied to yourself to sleep to make it better To make it better
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[15 Dec 2008|01:38am] |
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why cant i sleep.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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| Yeah you fuckers! |
[30 Nov 2008|11:22pm] |
Mesmo Delivery Best Comic of the year!
Pick it up!
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[20 Nov 2008|10:45pm] |
My mom is awesome and bought this for me!
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[14 Nov 2008|10:58am] |
Fuck the Watchmen Movie.
It looks like a tumor sack filled with puss. Fuck you.
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[27 Oct 2008|11:35am] |
WHY DIDNT I BUY THAT CIVIL DISOBEDENCE LP!! im so kicking myself in the face right now.
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[20 Oct 2008|05:32am] |
Oooo Charles Burns Movie@!!!
I have a Flickr now.
flickr.com/readafuckingbook
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[12 Oct 2008|06:40pm] |

Truth. Her glasses. Sold Out.
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