Invisible Crimes Against the Self... Chaos Sex Magicka mishapfudged togetherin a blurby the onerous fateautonomya throw away girldeath addictin a racket of echoesfingernailspanties and spitfor relics of witchcraftin a foot lickingsatanic ritualshe picked himlike a con markfor the realizationof her shadow dreamto escape from formin a shaking bedspread herself widefor the black sounda museum of the voidlike a musical waterto drown inshe should not wantwith a weightand piercing that holds immovablestormsof brazen villain's glistening cockspumped her mouth like gasfor obliterationsthroat bashingshe lovedthe hideous end of herselfsplayed straddleda bloody archaeology of kisses witheringrazor peeled nipples and whorish curdling screamsa deviant propulsionglitter mucous and blooddrizzled from her lush red smeared lipswith tears of mascara in a ghoulish basement an object of desirefor demons on the ceilingshe abandons all hopelubricated her anusand cunt with Vaseline opened her thighsfor a freakish noveltyof shit soaked dildosand a hemorrhaging orgiasticsuicidecut her tongue offwith a razorlike an eely tentaclestill undulatingand pinned it in bits to a fuck toy rectumfor valentines dayher love and guts like a buffet glamorously featured with photo picsin Mademoiselle magazinesmiling cockeyeddrugged and staggeringshe put a rope around her neckas if in an embrace and hung herselfa spiraling horrorpants off dance off until dead
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These images remain disturbed mental constructs rooted in a labyrinth of regressions where I destroy and create others and myself for the pure pleasure of it.GenesisI met "Godand he said he wouldanswer any questionSo I asked him whyhe left usto shed,to bleed,to hurt.He told mehe saw it"and it was good"
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