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You say anarchy, I say government you say temporary, I say permanent You say disillusionment, I say wonder You say talented, I say neverhundred.
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Entry #85
Yeah, maybe a little bit. Souls taste like granola.
The glaring red eyes, the croaked smile, the slight haunch of a loner who was driven quite mad ages ago. Not to forget the beard, hair and glasses, trademarks of evil. Look at it! Even I don't trust me anymore.
Who can tell what twisted and demented thoughts are running through that insidious creatures brain. Why is he smiling, did he just decapitate than rape some poor fellow who was at the wrong place and time? Did he just try to unsecessfully convert a celebrity to scientology? Did he just go out an help an old lady to cross the street only to hop on a car in the middle of the intersection and leave the old woman between the lines of trafic?
Or was it something far more cruel and malicious than any of that. I don't know... it's not like I know myself well enough to know what devious plots I've been planning.

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