Posiblemente, este sea el peor blog al que hayas entrado

Arrepentite, solo una mente enferma se dedicaria a leer lo que dice acá. No te dignes ni a terminar de leer esto, te va a aburrir

domingo, 2 de octubre de 2011

Deficiencia mental

Tal y como dice el titulo. Asi es como categorizo a toda la manga de negros de mierda que habitan en este lugar. Delicuentes, drogadictos, asesinos. Cuanta lacra, cuanta basura! No podemos vivir asi. Hay que implementar la pena de muerte y no tener compasión con la basura.
A la mierda con los DD. HH. , hoy en dia es matar o morir. ¿No se dan cuenta?

Este mundo está lleno de hijos de puta!. Todos son negros, drogadictos, asesinos.. Que asco.

Asesino - Brujería

Cuando digo ''Negro de mierda'' , me refiero al tipico cabeza, drogón, chorro, que usualmente escucha cumbia y se viste como los demás. Por suerte es facil identificarlos. Son todos iguales.

Asi los quiero! Destripados, Degollados, Descuartizados, MUERTOS! Para que la sociedad esté mejor. Uno se cansa de los atropellos de esa gente basura, que se maten entre ellos! Qué carajo nos joden a nosotros.

viernes, 10 de septiembre de 2010

...

Kill a man, you're a murderer
Kill many, and you're a conqueror
Kill 'em all... You're a god!

sábado, 7 de agosto de 2010

Soy un perdedor- I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Beck, vos lo dijiste !

viernes, 6 de agosto de 2010

Hola! Soy una entrada, y vos sos un boludo leyendo esto!

Después de todo puede que sea una mierda sin sentimientos.

LET'S BREAK IT AAAAAAAAALL AND SCREAM MF'S

lunes, 26 de julio de 2010

I hate

Say I'm hostile, gotta relax
Better get a grip, here's the facts
I hate bein' here.

I hate people that makes me feel small
I hate having my back against the wall
I hate bein' talked down to
I hate your rules, I hate 'em all
Hate being marked to take the fall

viernes, 23 de julio de 2010

My apocalypse

There’s a place that I’ve found
As far as I can see
This place lies within
The depths of my dreams
In a garden surrounded
By fire and trees
Through the smoke a silhouette I can barely see
There’s a man with an axe
Standing in the rain

Looked me straight in the eyes
This is what he had to say

Never fall asleep
You won’t wake up
Destroy the guillotine
Before he does

I walk with shadows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)

End transmission
The satellites are down
I need an earthquake
To shake this pity
OFF THE GROUND

Just don’t trust these liars at the door
(you have to find a better way)
Kill the ones that have these answers for
(the questions I will never say)

Never fall asleep
You won’t wake up
Destroy the guillotine
Before he does

I walk with shadows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)

End transmission
The satellites are down
I need an earthquake
To shake this pity
Off the ground

All the vibrant colors I see
And the shades that fill the grey

Pain
The pain
Pain
The pain
Pain the pain
Pain

Hiding from the gallows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)

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Tendría que dignarme a entrar un poco mas seguido en este blog de mierda, y sentarme a escribir (?)