torture(Aug 2 2006)

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By priestess_of_the_night_666

Love is jealous and blind! What good is this emotion, that causes so much anger and pain? The person you cherish, you want to see their head with a hole and a crimson stain. Yet you turn around and want their love and affection. You want a life with them, children with them. You turn around again, and want to put a searing hot poker through their brain. to all young people I say, "Fuck love!" They say its better to have love and lost. Bullshit, its better not to have known. Then you wont be able to say, "I know the pain."

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