The exorcism of St. Petersburg’s parliament
Published: 28 October, 2009, 13:05
Edited: 29 October, 2009, 10:40
A member of St. Petersburg’s legislative assembly says her colleagues and she have dispelled a century-old ghost which haunted their workplace.
If you want to put some genes in there to help with intelligence, I wont' knock you.
Fix me.
This is my page. I can say whatever I want to on it :P If i was you, I would have been more interested in the extreme perverseness for such a young age. It's an accomplishment almost. I'm not even the protagonist of my reality.
I have signs of Allah, and I've proven it several times, only because he wants to see me suffer for ignorance. He sees @ me. It's not a good thing, I don't think.
"I Want to Believe" & "Only Happy When it Rains." I swear that's the purpose of my existence.
Dear Putin,
Please let me be an experiment. I'm writing you a formal letter.
It wasn't supernatural that I was reviewing the news like that or getting dates right or predicting anything. It wsa them all along. Ain't no point in looking back, you signed a contract. If you read my blog, you'll see their footprints. I was an experiment. Some agent named Jessica was the one doing it to me. I just want to be smart. Can I be that kind of an experiment?
You put my eyes back in there. They're big and beautiful and blue and not yours to rip out. If you really wanted to control it, you should make it a mental disorder. EDUCATION, EDUCATION. I'm sorry, the clouds say He's angry. Not you, though I did get confused. You're going to help me. Maybe if I could attract a little boyfriend I wouldn't have these problems, but with my usual schedule, it's impossible. Plus, I'm a pariah. The selection isn't appealing. I had a novel crush, hero, and you crushed me. You immature freak. Go ahead, delete this. Shows how much you lay down with agony and tears and vodka. You know good and dern well that i'm not bad in person. I just had to get tough for the internet. Read everyone else.
And this is what happens when you let EVERYONE spy on us. We get popped and locked. It really isn't that hard to understand. It took me awhile to get it. Someone can break through. It just depends on the yuga who will. You can't beat them because it changes. "Pop lock and drop it."
Now that I'm a void in perfect balance with zombies, what am i supposed to do to survive? I'm going to rip their eyes out. All they see are dollars, not our survival.










You got me killed, Vladi. I need you to fix the damage so that I can go lead a normal life. You have had your perverted fun. I know this is drama that's in the past, but it's still affecting me. It's easy for you to get over it. If it was a leg or something, I'd be fine but it's my brain. Just come and inject me with some with some nerve growth. I saved your ideology. We're going to slip into communism now but a rose another name, which tickles you to death, I'm sure.