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- 18th
- 09:44 pm
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Tags:- any weapon you got,
- burial alive,
- c'rizz has danger in him,
- can't stop feeling,
- death brings me alive,
- having a little babby feel,
- i kill people because i can,
- i kill people because it's fun,
- i was a literature minor fuckheads,
- if i had a heart,
- iris wildthyme & her impressive hats,
- killing people is the best,
- literary analysis with roderick,
- murder led by roderick,
- roderick is probably fine,
- still fucking breathing,
- the black cat,
- the cask of amontillado,
- you used me?
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During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.