My heart burns cold

Looking with a cold remoteness, a detached mind, seeing the bright steel in your flesh, twisting, staring into your eyes as you die, feeling nothing. Why should I? No soul resides in my flesh, I am cold, unfeeling. I am born a reptile of the night, and shall die as such. The people look at me, they see humor in my behavior, yet no humor is there when thick, warm ropes fall from their body cavities. They scream, with agony, passion, and emotion, chemicals interacting in harsh, brutal ways to produce feelings, and die. Die. They die. Death comes unto them.

 

spam etc

 

how r da ponytail

 

I decided against it. I'm going with the grunge look now.

 

Etc, etc.

 

youll look totally cool.

 

Kurt.

 

Lul Kobain

 

idk y but sounds like sumthin edgar allen poe would write.

 

kurt cobain kicked ass, do the hair style =D

 

So you're a hitman now? I charge 10k a hit, 2 or more and you get a discount. What do you charge?

 

Lmao! ;D

 

If you provide food and shelter, I do it for free.

 

Seems to good to be true. I feel that if I'm not paying anything you might get sloppy.

 

I'll never be sloppy. I do it for the pleasure of the kill. This motivates me to keep my skills razor sharp.

 

Wanna have sex with me shredder? that will make you feel good

 

I have a prior engagement, sorry. :'(

 

He's comin to my house for sex and murder.

 

No gay sex for you.