Not even a brick wall could stop my fists of fury from delivering your soul to the pits of hell.
Demon Kane
talking to me as if i am your psychiatrist on a topic that INVOLVES ME. the audacity to talk to me as if im not there but a vessel for emotional dump is crazy. if you wanna say something say it to my face, dont abuse my emotional availability as a freeway to put me in a s*** place.
Halloween night is coming And I can smell your fear You are WEAK, afraid, and hollow.
