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THE TRANSCENDANCE TO A PINK LAYOUT IS THE FINAL MANIFESTATION OF MY EXTREME HOMOSEXUALITY I'VE WORKED SO HARD TO REPRESS ENTIRELY THROUGHOUT MY MISERABLY CONFUSED LIFE! I CAN'T HIDE THIS MY BLATANT HORMONES ANY LONGER! PLEASE FUCK ME WITH YOUR AIDS STICK YOU HOLY FUCKING FAGGOTS?

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Wednesday, November 2, 2011

CONFIDE - RECOVER

1. "When Heaven Is Silent" 2:56
2. "Tighten It Up" 3:29
3. "The View from My Eyes" 3:38
4. "Now or Never" 3:26
5. "Delete, Repeat" 2:44
6. "My Choice of Words" 3:35
7. "People Are Crazy" 2:50
8. "Barely Breathing" 3:44
9. "80B" 3:15
10. "Tell Me I'm Not Alone" (feat. Brandon Wronski of Eye Alaska) 3:22
11. "Write This Down" 3:16

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I OBVIOUSLY DON'T NEED TO PREACH TO THE PUBLIC ABOUT MY BLATANT INABILITY TO MINGLE WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX. IN FACT IT'S WITHOUT A DOUBT THAT EVERY TIME I APPROACH A WOMAN, EVEN FROM THE BEHIND, THE PURPORTED VICTIM SHRIEKS IN ABSOLUTE HORROR AND DIES OF A RAUNCHY DEATH DUE TO A SUDDEN COMA DUE TO MY HELPLESS HIDEOSITY. I'M SURE GOD THE FAGGOT LOVES ME BUT I'M FORBIDDEN TO ATTEND SUNDAY MEETINGS DUE TO THEIR CLAIMS OF "DISRUPTING THE SERVICE WITH BIOLOGICAL ATTIRES". WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN YOU FUCKING NASTY ASS NUNS? DON'T MAKE ME SODOMIZE YOUR UNUSED CUNTS WITH MY NASTY ASS EIGHTEEN INCH NEGRO SNAKE!!

I'M SO MISERABLE BEING FIFTY FIVE YEARS OLD AND STILL NEVER HAD ANY CONTACT WITH SPECIES OF THE OPPOSITE SEX. I'M THE WORLD'S OLDEST VIRGIN. WHEN I WAS YOUNG I USED TO WANK OFF TO SO MUCH COMIC BOOKS THAT BY THE TIME I RETURNED IT TO THE LIBRARY, THE RETURN COUNTER CLERK IMMEDIATELY CONTRACTED AIDS BY TOUCHING THE CUM-SOAKED COVER PAGES. I HAVE NO IDEA HOW I CONTRACTED AIDS, PROBABLY BY FUCKING AN ALLEY RACCOON IN THE DESPERATE RELIEF OF MY SEVERE SEXUAL DEPRIVATION. RACCOONS DON'T SAY NO LIKE EVERY OTHER SHALLOW WOMEN DO. ESPECIALLY IF THEY ARE DEAD ROADKILLS. I PRY THEIR CARCASSES OFF THE ROADS LATE AT NIGHT AND TAKE IT HOME WHERE I FORNICATE THEIR DISMEMBERED PARTS. IT'S A WONDER WHY I SMELL SO BAD. ONCE I EMITTED SUCH GROTESQUE ODOUR THAT WHEN I TRIED SUBMITTING AN APPLICATION IN THE CHEMICAL LAB OF AREA 51, THE SUPERVISOR PULLED A FIRE ALARM BECAUSE I WAS DEEMED A BIOHAZARDOUS THREAT. REALLY? AREA 51, YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS? I THEN PROCEEDED TO ATTEND MY BLIND DATE WHICH WAS ARRANGED BY OKCUPID.COM BECAUSE I HAD A FAKE PROFILE WITH JUSTIN BIEBER DEFAULTING MY MAIN PIC, AND THE POOR FEMALE DROPPED DEAD AGAIN AT SIGHT DUE TO THE FOUL SMELL OF THE DECOMPOSING RACCOON SKIN THAT I WORE AS A HAT.

I'M SO FUCKING LONELY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF. I TRIED WRITING TO A PENPAL ALL THE WAY FROM CHINA IN THE HOPES OF BANGING SOME OF THOSE HOT SINGLE GOOKY WOMEN. BUT ALL I GOT BACK IN A BOTTLE WAS A BUNCH OF CHINKY LOOKING SQUARE CHARACTERS THAT GOOGLE TRANSLATED AS "GOH FUK YEW SELPH". SO I SHAT IN THE BOTTLE AND SENT IT BACK TO HER ACROSS THE PACIFIC OCEAN AND THE FOLLOWING DAY CHINA BREAKS INTERNATIONAL HEADLINES AGAIN REGARDING A DEAD WOMAN. IF ONLY I GOT TO FUCK THAT DEAD WOMAN BECAUSE DEAD GIRLS OBVIOUSLY NEVER SAY NO! THEY JUST ROT THEIR SKIN AND SHIT THEIR PANTS WHICH NEVER SMELLS ANY WORSE THAN MY LIVING SELF.

I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE A WOMAN IN MY LIFE SOMEDAY BUT ALL I PICK UP AT CLUBS ARE OVERWEIGHT DRAGS IN UNDERSIZED SKIRTS. I TAKE THEM HOME TO MY WELFARE BUNGALOW AND WHEN THEY PULL OUT THEIR DICKS I REALIZE IT'S ANOTHER TRAP. PISSED OFF, I TAKE MY BUTCHER KNIFE AND CUT THEM A NEW VAGINA AND START POUNDING IT IMMEDIATELY. THEN I GET TIRED OF THEIR NEW SURGICAL VAGINA AND START POUNDING THEIR ASSHOLE WITHOUT REALIZING THEY HAVE DIARRHEA. SO THEN THEIR ANUS BLURT IT ALL OVER MY NEW MATTRESS CREATING DELICIOUS NEW PUDDLES AND TEXTURES WHICH I DO NOT BOTHER TO CLEAN FOR MONTHS ON END. I LOVE MY LIFE! WANNA COME OVER???

FUCK ME UP MY VIRGIN ASSHOLE YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS

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