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Won't you say something to make this place my home?

Well, let me tell ya', you FAILED.

I used to want you dead, but now I only want you gone.

Do you have any idea how good this feels?

It is art that makes life, makes interest, makes importance.

If we can't go out fighting, we should go out fucking.

Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.

I WILL BURY YOU! I WILL BURY YOU WITH MY HANDS! DEATH! DEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATH!!!!!

I think my braincells just committed suicide out of self-preservation.

You played the game, you've never won.

Sickening static surrounds my mind.

AH! Oh. My. God. You look terribl-- ummm... good. Looking good, actually.

Don't ever stick your dick in crazy.

YOUR WOUNDS WERE HEALT.

Back to square one. The scary square.

This is gonna be a fight. We are gonna kill them.

If this message seems a bid maudlin, or perhaps even over dramatic; I hope you will excuse me. This is, after all, the story of how I died.

Easy come, easy go, I suppose.

Looking at the crystal is giving you a strange headache...it feels like something's leaking out of your mind.

No one will ever believe you.

My sanity is spent.

It's always nice to see your smiling face. You must be on the good drugs!

"Let there be light!" said God, and there was light! "Let there be blood!" says man, and there's a sea!

Better die once for all than live in continual terror.

You can't fire me I quit!

The sight of you will prove to me I'm still alive.

The gayest of the gay.

What on god's green earth are you doing with yourself, you fumbleknuckle?! You blew our best chance!!

Heh, I'll bet she's got her eyes on you now! I bet she's creeping on you like you're some kind of delicious little cupcake for her to eat up!

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