ate a sweet for breakfast.

had a smoke.

brushed my teeth.

because i can be a real person.

sometimes i bleed naturally.

my hair changes colour.

eventually i'll die, so we have to have a safety net for that.

Are you the same person today?

>>8
Did you just burn some money?

>>9
i never am.

>>10

It was some shitty currency so it deserved it.

>>12
When you go to Hell, you'll feel glad for that shitty currency. Them's Hell dollars, yo.

>>13

...Don't speak of hell, it doesn't exist.

>>14
ave satani

WHY DID YOU WAKE UP
HOW DID YOU WAKE UP
WHY ARE YOU ALIVE
WHY DO YOU BREATHE
WHY ARE YOU WARM
WHY DO I HAVE TO FEEL YOUR BODY HEAT

WAIT IS LIA ALIVE OR IS LIA"S BODY ALIVE

WHY DO THEY HAVE ALL OF THIS ABSTRACTION FOR THE PERSON AND THEIR BODY "DEAD BODY" ETC BUT THEN "LIA IS ALIVE" WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK

DEAD

>>17

So she could post on this board.
I'm not sure on that one.
To post on this board.
So that her body can keep on living.
She isn't.
You don't have to.

Both.

i even go cross eyed.

oldish.

someone made me post this.

>>20
best yet

hi-res dead

last thing i'm going to do in a while.

>>24
Oh dear...Salve Regina.
I'll knock your head off next time, and see how you like it.
'And a sword shall pierce your own heart also'...

>>23
Aww, why?

>>26

This is crackyhouse.

>>23

ME NOT LIKE. does not look dead, but fat.

>>28
well i have been losing weight recently

>>29
It's the angle. This is the anti-myspace-angle.

>>30

Agreed. But I wouldn't go so far as fat.

>>34
My God, my God, why has Lia forsaken me?

So for the record I cop for the story, I'm missing the cat caught on fire,
the cold handed lover and he threw me into the fire,
and I fell down from heaven, with belts made of roses, I fell I fell and I fell.
The problem was they have removed all the ground piece
and god I kept falling to hell.
And as I am waiting for someone to catch me, for someone to stop my insane fall,
I heard a knock and the door was ajar and I opened there's no one at all.

Mother please save me, a girl going crazy, a lover deprive me amour.
I want to hurt you, I don't want to hurt you, I let you collide with the floor.

There is a garden in her face,
Where roses and white lilies grow;
A heav’nly paradise is that place
Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow.
There cherries grow, which none may

buy

Till ‘Cherry ripe’ themselves do cry

>>23
Actually yeh, lose some weight, not that you really care for orders from anons.

>>41
IM SORRY. WHAT WAS THAT?

I COULDNT HEAR YOU OVER MY OWN AWESOMENESS.

>>43

No just the fat covering up your ears.

WHAT WAS THAT?

I STILL CANT HEAR YOU.

sorry ^^

>>44

There are no fat deposits adjuacent to the ears, what the hell?

>>44
YOU HUMANN MONSTER! DO YOU THINK IT IS FUNNY TO TALK GIRLS ON THE INTERNET INTO BELIEVING THEY ARE FAT? PLEASE LEAVE THE INTERNET AND TAKE CARE OF YOUR ACNE.

drink absinthe.

Its her shoulder fat covering up her ears.

>>49
Watch out...too much of that and you get breast cancer. Just ask Kylie.

kml says:
post-tearful contact; hand climbing up his leg
then faux regret
lia. says:
yes sir
kml says:
then talking about how everyone needs love
and physical expression thereof

Can we get more pics like this? Absinthe, sun, lia. Mmmmh

>>52
St Loke says:
our education is 6 years, I just finished my degree
so im as young a priest as they come
and yourself miss?
lia. says:
16 ^^
St Loke says:
ohh my
lia. says:
i guess i just finnished education...then i get to move on to another form of it

>>54
*note: he is 24

Well hurry up and get him kicked out of the church by making a sex tape.

St Loke says:
We can marry yes
though, many live in celebacy
lia. says:
do you?
St Loke says:
live in celebacy?
lia. says:
yes
St Loke says:
weeell
in theory, yes

Lia is real,
Of this I know.
Norwegian men,
Rape her in the snow.

Another person falls in love with lia ; ;

>>49
you had told me you had never had absinthe

>>61

I'm only 12 ):

wheres post
61,62?

>>64

They were sent to hell for blasphemy

>>58
I would plunge the knife so deep into her gut.
Digging around the hot wetness with my probing digits and stuffing handfuls of snow inside.
Cutting deeper and deeper into her womb to jerk myself off as I fuck her cunt.
Her blood pools around my thighs and knees and she gurgles muffled cries through her stained cheeks.
Her last moments would be spent in shock and terror.
As I tell her with a calmness unfitting of the situation that she will feed the animals well I would slit her throat with her face in the frozen pond.
I wonder how many times I'd have to bash her head against the ice to break it and send her sinking away to the depths.

>>66 cont

The red-stained snow angel we'd made would be covered with fresh snow overnight.

>>58
Arysk Norsk Svart Metal!

Darkthrone? lulz