No one can understand you evanid. How can people make the connection between coal, electricity, and your computer? I understand because I love you and know where you're coming from. It's not always this way.



I also know that Bobblehead Rob is about to rear his ugly head - be it bobbly. What's a life?. I love you too much

Thanks for visiting I know it sounds needy, but I needed you. The sleep was atrocious. Even a demon is welcome here. But you're not a demon. I love you too, in all our vagrancy

I don't know evanid: the cast of characters in your head keeps growing. It's almost certain your sanity will seep into polluted groundwater. And I'm wondering who will care.



I will man. I know you ate your own placenta. The image of a child doing this makes me sick, but I know you. In a life we come to know each other . I see the blood dripping from your face, like prayers in an asylum of terror .



I'm too different from you, but it's this contrast that attrats me to you. We can find each other, because the universal God is with us. She shines in the night, and the daylight, like a beacon calling humanity to hope.



I know what you're afraid of. Don't let Bobblehead Rob scare you. I know who, and what, he is . Succubus, and I, will protect you, He's the epitome of evil, but we can face his killing wickedness together. He's just a man., like we're all human.

I can't do it man! Bobblehead is more than I can stand. Hes a serial killer akin to satan. I see his face in my nightmares. You've always hated me, but it's nothing compared to this demon from hell. He hates everything - all life. this world, the fabric of sanity. He'll kill us! I want to die, but not this way. He's terror incarnate. I can't live in the same world

This is one of the reasons I love you: Bobblehead is no one to be afraid of, but you cower like a dog in a den of cougars. Don't worry, I'll fuck Bobblehead up like a winter storm in hell. I'm a ladyboy. We have unique powers.

Kiss me goodbye. My ghost is standing behind me. I can't do it. I'm too old to fight bobblehead. Maybe you can hold my hand to hell

It's pretty simple, Maybe the Amish had it right, or this Beagle standing next to me. Don't worry, She's with us.. I'll deal with Bobblehead. He's my creation

Fuck you! The raped residuals will haunt us to hell