IF ITS THERE TO YOU ITS THERE TO ME I SEE IT ALL LAID OUT IN FRONT OF ME I SEE IT ALL HARBORED IN THE COCOONS CRADLED IN THE SKY GIANT CRESTS AND TWITCHES OF HATCHLINGS DEVOURING THE DECAYING EARTH AND THAT IS ALL WE ARE, THE LITTLE BUGS INSIDE, ONE DAY THE SKY WILL BREAK OPEN BRIGHT AND BLUE AND FULL OF MAGGOT JOY AND LOVE AND I WILL SMILE AS THE SKY COLLAPSES AND THE WORLD BECOMES A TINY HILL OF GRASS AND THE BLUEST MOST HORRIFIC GOREISH SKY IMAGINABLE AND I WILL LAY IN THE DIRT AND SINK INTO THE HORROR OF SUFFERING, IT IS MY LIFE TO BE TORTURED OVER AND OVER AGAIN. THEN PERHAPS WHEN IT IS ALL OVER AND I HAVE CRIED MY LAST TEARS THE SUN WILL SET AND I WILL LIVE IN MY WONDERFUL TOWER OF GOTHIC DECOMPOSITION FULL OF ENDLESS MOON AND TWIGHLIGHT AND DEEP DARK SWEETNESS AND I WILL BE RELINQUISHED THIS HORRIBLE SUFFERING AND MY WINGS WILL GROW BACK, FULL AND GOREGOUS AND I WILL NO LONGER HAVE TO BARE SUCH MAGGOT CHILDREN AND WE WILL ALL DANCE HAPPILY IN THE CLOCK TOWER FOREVER SAFE AND SWEET AND I WILL HAVE DONE MY JOB WELL WITH HOLY PERSISTANCE TO LOVE AND DECAY.

The current mood of maggotchan at www.imood.com

you can always suffer better!

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