Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

I do wish you'd stop staring down my shirt…

Glass is a beautiful thing
When it shatters in the sun,
Glittering like precious gems.
I want to smash your
F---ing face into glass.

September 10, 2006
Suge


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I do wish you`d stop staring down my shirt…

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