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Rorschach's Journal. October 12th, 1985: Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!"... and I'll whisper "no."

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Kakorrhaphiophobia

you're not always right.

What the hellz

The september issue

Probably one of the most inspiring things I've watched in a long time, definitely confirmed a few things in my head, just need to go about making something with myself. I have no idea where to start!

What am...

... i doing with my life?
Nothing apparently.
This is getting tiresome, i need to stop worrying about the future, and concentrate on now.
Not having a job lost its appeal a long time ago, boredom has become too large a part of my life.
I'm unsure of alot of things right now, i'm in need of guidance.
Winter is definitely here, bring on the dull, depressing days, however being cosy in large knit jumpers, drinking hot chocolate is kinda fun. Still very much hating on the weather though, it gives me no motivation to leave the house.
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Fangbangers

It maybe lame, and it's everywhere at the moment, but i am obsessed.