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How I wish that the world had just one throat and my fingers were around it.
I'm not mad, I'm not peesed, but you and me baby we belong deceased.
~ Idiot Flesh ~
Hmm, tough choice...
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let us never forget that the human race with technology is like an alcoholic with a barrel of wine
~ Ted Kaczynski ~
~ Ted Kaczynski ~
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Mankind is a plague
Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth
Even now in this our finest hour
I feel the hate of every stone, tree & flower
~ Sleepytime Gorilla Museum ~
Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth
Even now in this our finest hour
I feel the hate of every stone, tree & flower
~ Sleepytime Gorilla Museum ~
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The Night is mother of the Day,
The Winter of the Spring,
And ever upon old Decay
The greenest mosses cling.
~ John Greenleaf Whittier ~
The Winter of the Spring,
And ever upon old Decay
The greenest mosses cling.
~ John Greenleaf Whittier ~
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How I wish that the world had just one throat and my fingers were around it.
I'm not mad, I'm not peesed, but you and me baby we belong deceased.
~ Idiot Flesh ~
Hmm, tough choice...
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