You Kill Strangers Deliberately So You Don't

Hey, Even The Mona Lisa Is Falling Apart.

Anytime My Work Can Coax Bodily Fluids Out Of Someone, I'm Happy.

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To Hell With Housework, Our Top Priority Has Always Been Between Our Legs.

In The Big Factory Of Perfecting Human Souls, The Earth Was Kind Of Tumbler. The Sale As The Kind People Use To Polish Rocks. All Souls Come Here To Rub The Sharp Edges Off Each Other. This Isn't Suffering. It's Erosion.