so an old friend of mine hooked me up with a what.cd invite the other day and i haven't been this genuinely happy since i bought my bong a couple years ago. the day Oink's Pink Palace (the ONLY place i have EVER felt at home) got shut down was the day i was baptized a nihilist, and for the first time since that day, i've found myself able to smile when i'm sober.
so yeah, once i build up my ratio, i will be able to re-ascend to my thrown as the musical god of death, and will, ofcourse, rain down beautiful, deadly, sexy, illegal music upon your mortal souls.
prepare.
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