

gracious gaggingthere\'s nothing much to me....just death, a body, and uncertainty A guilded crust ontop a\' fragile frame. A mindless creature made for a nameless name. The classical rampage of an islands greet.gracious gagging
Sickle Cells wedged between the veins of birth. Constant surprise meshed with hollow\'ed worth.
A rough beginning denotes the possibility of a crash. My face, through the iced pond, screams. screams. spaces only fit for a god....


gracious gaggingthere\'s nothing much to me....just death, a body, and uncertainty A guilded crust ontop a\' fragile frame. A mindless creature made for a nameless name. The classical rampage of an islands greet.gracious gagging
Sickle Cells wedged between the veins of birth. Constant surprise meshed with hollow\'ed worth.
A rough beginning denotes the possibility of a crash. My face, through the iced pond, screams. screams. spaces only fit for a god....
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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