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I'm fascinated, dreaming and imagining the joys of pain and death as if my body and my soul is trying to find something that hurts my flesh and the blood flows out of it.
The most fascinating is being stabbed in the chest several times until blood flows profusely in my wounded chest while i spew blood in my mouth breathing my last
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I'm happy to know that when I die nothing in my life will matter and has no significance anymore. In death you're untouchable and you can finally be at rest......
Yeah!!
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