All Time Low: A Heap Of Hate
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Last published Wed, Aug 23, 2017
Stories I have written. Dark poetry, for when I have a bad day and get irritable.
If you can't handle the mind of a sadomasochist who enjoys pain and hatred of all kinds, leave. I don't need bible-lovers telling me I'm sinning, frankly I don't give a fuck.
Yesh. This stuff is real, in some cases, and I suggest you do not take it lightly. I have no idea about you guys, but I seriously have some problems here. But hey, if I'm the only one with these problems, go ahead and laugh, haha, everyone else does.
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