[survived abortion]

: fxcktuate
: coldsteelneedles
: [email protected]

Toxic Shock Horror Rock. You. Me. Your mom. Clownz. Hot boiz. Hot chix. Hot Pocketz. Hungry Hungry Hippos. Horror. Thought. Music. Reality. Art. Analysis. Murder. Critical thinking. Painting. Observation. Drawing. Dissecting (does not pertain to frogs or other creatures). Plays. Critique. Singing. Rhetoric. Song writing. Cynicism. Comics. Pyrrhonism. Money. Perspective. Monsters. Arguing. Vomit. Debating. Gore. Common sense. Blood. Proper and improper use of the English language. Guts. Culture. Guns. Manners. Me slapping what you THOUGHT was fabulous right out of your little head. Scum. Verbal abuse. Filth. Public humiliation. Fame. Respect. Make-up. Hatred. Demoralization. Mockery. Deformation. Myself with a cock and not as cute. Thinly veiled sarcasm. Robots. Humour. Demons. Anonymity. Zombies. Conservation. Ghouls. World travel. Frankenstein. World War III. Frankenstein's monster. Mathematics. Bub. Numbers. Beetle Juice. Ethnology. Distortion. Sociology / human sciences & behaviour (aka figuring out why people are so fucking stupid). Guitars. Dumb bitches crying in their tacky rooms from the jealousy engraving itself in their cracked skulls. Doing your homework and you giving me 10 bucks per page and then turning in 50 pages when only 5 are required. Bass. Photography. Keyboards. Modern art. Drums. Aesthetics. Programming. Clean lines. Scabs. Structure. Hot rods. Vinyl. Death. Violation. Damnation. Shopping. Club kids protesting against the arrest of Michael Alig. Nose bleeds. Fashion. Infections. Youth medium. Electric chairs. Technology. Homosexuals. The Internerd. Bisexuals. Computer / telecommunications security. Horrorsexuals. k0dez. Stitches. w@rez. Surgery. t-filez. Cats. Piracy. Freaks. Breaking copyright laws. Creeps. Encryption. Snot. Data recovery. Dirt. Hax0r1ng your Photobucket and finding all your secret n00dz. Tombs. PS2 / Xbox / Xbox360 dev. Graves. Reading your e-mail. Crypts. Fucked Company. Metal Sludge. PunkNews. NForce. Packetnews. TheTruth. FARK. YTMND. Something Awful. Albino Blacksheep. Google. eBay. GTA. Super Nofriendo. CHOCOLATE. Caskets. Cookies. Coffins. Candy. Mortuaries. Donuts. Cadavers. Brownies. Voodoo. Muffins. The Supernatural. Baked goods. Superhumans. Your ears ringing from the loud bass of some fabulous techno song. Trifles. Truffles. Paranormal activity. Mousse. Ghosts. Tarts. Dirty showers. Your mom and dad fucking in the next room. Pudding. Clubs. [ice cream, s, ice cream s, and ice cream, cups, cups and ice cream, cups and s, and cups, ice cream sandwiches.] Disco lights. Coffee. Techno. Cheese (and don't put any strawberries or other hippie ass fruit shit on it, you dumb bitch, this isn't Woodstock). Sweat dripping from wet bodies. Lemon. Sex. Gingerbread. Sluts. Spice. Hookers. Carrot. Club kidz. Orange. High heels. Birthday. Geoffrey Paris. Wedding. DJ Christoff. Divorce. Boysean. Tiramisu. Jeffree Star. Profiteroles. Marilyn Manson. Creme brule. Whips and chains. Tater tots. Your mommy's taco. Buffets. Your daddy's sausage. Fine cuisine. Barbie and Ken. Being a secret Internet fatty. Pink lipstick. A scratched up contact lense popping off a bloody eye ball. Never sleeping. Wigs. Snorting lines off the pitch. Condoms. Seeing George Bush die. Platforms. Martha Stewart going to prison. Jesus and the Devil. True separation of Church and State. Plastic Surgery. Crazy Town. Respecting the rock. Meat clevers. Hating the recording industry. Glitter injections. Singing Sum 41 karaoke to telemarketers. Cyber stalkers. Shaving off your eyebrows and drawing in a unibrow. Drama queens. Putting Cannibal Corpse tapes in your little sister's Teddy Ruxpin. Weapons of Mass Destruction. Winning the gold medal in the grocery store olympics. Narcoleptic insomniacs. Crashing your parties. Club Party Monster. Torrid. My quill signing a contract to become Princess/Prince of the underground next generation world. Jesus Juice. Suicide. Putting "MY OTHER CAR IS A HEARSE" stickers on the backs of people who utilise electric mobility carts for no other reason than being fat and lazy wankrods. The ending of drama after someone has died. Wasting Tom's bandwidth. Exiting stage 4. Angels starting a war to stop the arising of the next generation. Finding out why you are reading this nonsense.