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It's kinda funny. I was introduced to Mr Manson by allen (oh how that name disgusts me) and yet whenever I'm having problems with that fuckhead that's where I run to. Marilyn Manson. He wants me to come visit up in hicksville oregon. I want to beat his head in with a louisville slugger. FUCK YOU. Stupid tree, just had to miss. FOUR FUCKING FEET. YOU COULDN'T HAVE FALLEN THE 4 OR 5 STUPID FEET IT WOULD HAVE TAKEN TO MAKE ME LESS IRRITATED RIGHT NOW. Mother FUCK. And finley. You just had to answer the phone. FUCKING BULLSHIT. Hehehe, maybe I should go visit him. Just to make him miserable. Hahaha. Rip him to shreads. That would be fun. Tear out his heart and feed it back to him. And he wouldn't even know what hit him. Ah, that would be bliss. To be a girl. Manipulate and destroy. If I could just get him to kill himself then my life would be peachy. Or if I could make him his old self again. Even better. Get him to OD while I was in the same fucking room. Peaches. Now if I could just stand to be around him without feeling massive disgust and wanting to kill him myself. So I guess all I can do is hope that one of those trees he's cutting down really does fall on him one of these days.

Picture of the day: Tainted

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Oh...tainted love
Tainted love