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OPERATE.....
.................me.
Created on 2006-01-07 17:46:52 (#9202094), last updated 2006-01-11
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Basic Info| Name: | anesthetictrick |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 12-20 |
| Location: | Kearny, New Jersey, United States |
BioUh..love me? O.O...
er.. ya.
Charles Manson
http://www.cielodrive.com/
She said, 'Please, all I want to do is have my baby.' I said, 'Don't move, don't talk to me. I don't want to hear it.' I just stabbed her, and she fell, and I stabbed her again. I don't know how many times I stabbed her. I didn't know any of them. How could I have had any feelings—nothing? What I was doing was right. I was coming from love. I had no thoughts in my head. I have no guilt in me. How can someone be killed out of love? To explain the feeling would be almost impossible to relate so that you could understand it. It was like, when I would stab. I was stabbing myself. The touching of a flower, looking at the sun, whatever I do and I know is right when I am doing it, feels good."
"I have stayed in jail and I have stayed stupid, and I have stayed a child while I have watched your world grow up, and then I look at the things that you do and I don't understand. Most of the people at the ranch that you call the family were just people that you did not want, people that were alongside the road; I took them up on my garbage dump and I told them this: that in love there is no wrong. I have done my best to get along in your world, and now you want to kill me. I say to myself, 'Ha, I'm already dead, have been all my life.' I may have implied that I may have been Jesus Christ, but I haven't decided yet what I am or who I am. But what you want is a fiend; you want a sadistic fiend because that is what you are. You only reflect on me what you are inside of yourselves, be cause I don't care anything about any of you. If I could, I would jerk this microphone off and beat your brains out with it, because that is what you deserve. You kill things better than you, and what can I say to you that you don't already know? I don't care what you do with me. I have always been in your cell. When you were out riding your bicycle, I was sitting in your cell looking out the window and looking at pictures in magazines and wishing I could go to high school and go to the prom. My peace is in the desert or in the jail cell, and had I not seen the sunshine in the desert, I would be satisfied with the jail cell much more over your society."
Lala...
Why do we always want a definition?
In my forced attempts at appreciatin people/things, these past few months has made me feel...sad. Everything i say has a different meaning... well point is.. that happens too often... uh huh..
So.. play the part.
-Sicken
er.. ya.
Charles Manson
http://www.cielodrive.com/
She said, 'Please, all I want to do is have my baby.' I said, 'Don't move, don't talk to me. I don't want to hear it.' I just stabbed her, and she fell, and I stabbed her again. I don't know how many times I stabbed her. I didn't know any of them. How could I have had any feelings—nothing? What I was doing was right. I was coming from love. I had no thoughts in my head. I have no guilt in me. How can someone be killed out of love? To explain the feeling would be almost impossible to relate so that you could understand it. It was like, when I would stab. I was stabbing myself. The touching of a flower, looking at the sun, whatever I do and I know is right when I am doing it, feels good."
"I have stayed in jail and I have stayed stupid, and I have stayed a child while I have watched your world grow up, and then I look at the things that you do and I don't understand. Most of the people at the ranch that you call the family were just people that you did not want, people that were alongside the road; I took them up on my garbage dump and I told them this: that in love there is no wrong. I have done my best to get along in your world, and now you want to kill me. I say to myself, 'Ha, I'm already dead, have been all my life.' I may have implied that I may have been Jesus Christ, but I haven't decided yet what I am or who I am. But what you want is a fiend; you want a sadistic fiend because that is what you are. You only reflect on me what you are inside of yourselves, be cause I don't care anything about any of you. If I could, I would jerk this microphone off and beat your brains out with it, because that is what you deserve. You kill things better than you, and what can I say to you that you don't already know? I don't care what you do with me. I have always been in your cell. When you were out riding your bicycle, I was sitting in your cell looking out the window and looking at pictures in magazines and wishing I could go to high school and go to the prom. My peace is in the desert or in the jail cell, and had I not seen the sunshine in the desert, I would be satisfied with the jail cell much more over your society."
Lala...
Why do we always want a definition?
In my forced attempts at appreciatin people/things, these past few months has made me feel...sad. Everything i say has a different meaning... well point is.. that happens too often... uh huh..
So.. play the part.
-Sicken
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