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Age: 54
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Virgo
Country: United States
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10/19/2017
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Scapegoat
 (This is about the Susan Smith murders, but written from the viewpoint of a black man who's frustrated with how racist some people can be sometimes.)
Blame me for all of your problems, I am the scapegoat. Using race as a means to pass guilt and obscure truth. Conveying your biased feelings into a preconceived lie. Typical excuse to cover up the sins of your wrongdoings. Committing heinous atrocities for your own sickened pleasures. Spinning a web of false violence perpetrated by another. Fooling an entire nation as their anger steadily increases, Toward a violent black criminal who exists only in their minds. Futilely searching for a felon at large when one lives among them. Disbelieving heads are shaking when one of their own is charged. Mother of two cruelly murdering her innocent young children. Lust after another drove her to commit a most heinous crime. Spewing a fabricated tale of violation by an African American male. Proving yet again that widespread racial injustice is commonplace. Still you blame me nonetheless, persistent in your cowardly ways. Fueling the flames of ignorance as your search for a scapegoat continues.
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10/13/2017
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Unimaginable Tragedy
(About the Las Vegas shooting which unfortunately affected the lives of so many innocent people.)
Bullets penetrating through flesh and bone. Remorseless death raining down from above. As innocent victims scream in sheer agony, While an enraged psychopath continues firing, From a weapon designed only to maim and kill. Dozens are soon dead yet the slaughter goes on, Until the body count rises as hundreds are wounded. His motive is unknown and this massacre becomes, The worst modern shooting in American history. Which only ends with the perpetrator's suicide, Leaving many serious questions unanswered. Blood soaked bodies lay butchered in plain sight, All cut down in a sickening hail of lead, While the injured cry out as they beg for help. This cowardly attack is now finally over, Yet for the many victims and their beloved families, Their terrible ordeal has only just begun. Suffering deep wounds which shall never heal, Survivors slowly struggle to somehow recover, From that horrible night of unthinkable violence.
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10/13/2017
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Deviant Butcher
(About another mentally fucked up young woman who can't help but fantasize about a serial killer doing many dreadful things to her, but sooner or later it might or perhaps might not actually happen after all.)
Tied up and completely helpless, I cannot move as the homicidal experiment now begins. This Insane madman laughs sadistically while violating my nude body with crude instruments of torture. Dull blade of rusty knife penetrates body orifices, causing bleeding and discoloration as he repeatedly jams it even deeper inside, my vagina now drips blood onto the long and thick penis, which he uses for lubrication before violently raping me. Soon his throbbing cock spews an intense orgasm into my horribly abused cunt, while pliers brutally yank out many teeth from a very bloody mouth. He then becomes sexually aroused once more, as this demented man's large penis is forced down my throat, making me perform oral sex much to his sickening delight. Toothless and unable to bite, I begin vomiting as semen and sperm again erupts from his fully erect cock. Slowly and painfully, he uses sharp scissors to callously cut my tongue off, forever silencing any screams of agony from within my tortured body. Nipples are then sliced off from breasts, blood spraying forth as I now become even weaker from the severe punishment. Smiling insanely as he sees true fear in these eyes, the maniac starts burning me from head to toe, using arc welding to lacerate my body with seemingly countless grotesque wounds. Singing a soft tender ballad, he continues maiming me while enjoying every second of this until finally I expire from the pain. Bolt cutters are then used to dismember my slaughtered corpse, neatly severing limbs from torso with little effort on his part. Remains of me are at last placed into black trash bags and thrown into an abandoned dump site, as the undeniably sick and twisted serial killer moves on to find more victims who can fulfill his every sadistic desires.
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10/13/2017
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Suicide Through Masturbation
 (This is about a seriously disturbed young woman who constantly fantasizes about literally pleasuring herself to death, in rather gruesome ways which might or might not actually happen to her before all is said and done.)
I am bored with life and need a sickening new thrill. There's no meaning to my existence so it's time to suffer horribly. I walk into the kitchen then open up a cabinet, but seeing all the sharp knives makes me extremely wet and horny. Removing a butcher knife with a nine inch blade, I rub it against my ample breasts before suddenly slice off the nipples. I scream in excruciating agony as blood gushes forth, which then drips down my stomach and thighs before at last entering inside my vagina. Excited by the pain and no doubt feeling very aroused as well, I suddenly insert the blade much further south and start violently raping myself. Masturbation now begins as I fuck my crimson soaked pussy, tearing apart vaginal skin which soon dangles from the bone. Pieces of meat are flung away while the bleeding increases as I nearly pass out from unbearable agony. Deeper and faster the sharp blade is driven between my legs, screaming increases as an agonizing climax occurs. Orgasm mixed with putrid stenches, I cum painfully again and again until finally I can take no more, eventually dying on the ground as my pussy sprays both gore and cunt juices everywhere, but not before carving out the uterus, laughing as I begin licking and sucking my own butchered cunt, blood covers me from head to toe as I die in painful erotic ecstasy.
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10/13/2017
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Demoness Lucinda
(Lucinda's an original character I created awhile back, so now the time has finally arrived for her to take center stage!)
Soft sensual lips place erotic kisses upon a bloody erection, sucking the penis before I slide my wet vagina inside, riding him with unholy passion until the most wretchedly painful of climaxes is achieved. Hot sticky semen erupts inside me as I partake of the sensual ecstasy resulting from forcefully raping my first torture victim. Even now I can still taste the blood which shortly thereafter flowed from his severed cock, while dismembered pieces of meat and bone lay scattered around the mutilated body. My sharp claws punctured through his throat, ripping apart the head from shoulders as I feasted on the dying heart. Drinking the sweet taste of gore as mouthfuls of blood are swallowed down my throat, giving me amatory pleasure beyond all sensations known to man or beast. Jaws of razor-like teeth then ripped the second male's body apart limb from limb, tearing away through skin and bone, causing me to masturbate as I bathe in the horrid slaughter. Intestines are pulled outward from the stomach, feasting of human innards satisfies my starving hunger as another soul is taken away unto the very abyss of Hell. I depart only to seduce and rip asunder more unsuspecting male victims, all of whom shall suffer grisly fates worse than even death itself. Sleep comes to me as their souls forever burn, eternally damned by the demoness of desire whose formerly perverted lust has now turned into uncontrollable sadistic violence.
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10/13/2017
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Maniacal
(This is about some sick fuck going around killing people just for fun, while at the same time making a rather nice meal out of his victims. Yes I've some major issues going on here, hahahaha.)
Your corpse rotting, butchered from my slaughter. Remains strewn about, scattered randomly. No chance to escape, cut up with my ax. Rancid decaying meat, worm infested torso. Mangled body organs, chewed from their insides. Tasting human flesh, my mind is now at ease.
I came up behind you, the blade severed your throat. Began to stab blindly, mutilating at will. While she was still alive, blood started to flow. Disemboweling her outsides, she was not quite dead. The thrill I experienced, was far from complete. With an ax for a weapon, I tore you limb from limb.
Her carcass half consumed, partially ate alive. Helpless female victim, teenage girl dissected. Savage appetite, lusted after your flesh. Ecstasy of murder, satisfied for now. Dismemberment complete, leaving the rest to rot. Cannibalistic urges, the wish to kill again.
I see another victim, on a mountain hike. Approaching her silently, from behind unexpected. She is cut in half, sliced apart with my machete. Body split in two parts, her screaming goes on still. Cutting head from shoulders, silenced one and for all. The death count is rising, a maniac on the loose.
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01/10/2017
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Contradictions
(This was another good mental exercise for me, trying to come up with stuff that might make no sense but can maybe get people thinking at the same time.)
You are the light which shines brightly unto my soul, Filling me with darkness that dims deep within my body. You are the peace that comforts gently unto my soul, Giving me hatred which burns deep inside my body. You are the voice that speaks wisdom unto my soul, Showing me silence which breeds ignorance within my body.
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01/10/2017
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Perplexities
(This is about someone who's either obviously very confused mentally or just enjoys keeping people guessing, or perhaps a combination of both.)
Why am I not in control of myself? Because I am. Why can't I get my priorities in order? I already have. Why am I afraid to express my true feelings? I just did. Why am I such a social misfit and paranoid loner? I never was. Why is it I never succeed in anything I try? Because I never fail. Why am I wasting my time writing this? I did no such thing.
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01/10/2017
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Perfect Understanding
(Even though this makes no sense whatsoever, I often enjoy changing words and meanings up while also messing with my own head along the way as well.)
I love you because I hate you. I'd kill you to live with myself, But to live without you would kill me. To be closer to you, I'd run far away, Being nearer to you would put us further apart. Making love to you, I'd despise it, But would enjoy you making love to me. I would care for you but neglect you, You would care for others but neglect us. I'd marry you if only to leave, You'd stay with me but only to stray. I would always be depressed as your husband, You make me so happy being my wife! I cannot wait for your death! Because it would truly grieve me. You do not want me to live, But it could never sadden you.
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01/10/2017
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Unity
(This is a play on both words and possible meanings as well, sort of like confusing things up while perhaps keeping people guessing too.)
I, the one who is at peace with myself and others around me. I, who cannot stand to live a lie when the truth would be far worse.
You, the one who is at peace with yourself and others around you. You, who cannot stand the truth when a lie would be far better.
We, the ones who are at peace with ourselves and others around us. We, who cannot stand living with each other when dying would be far worse.
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