Posted on Thursday, 15 April 2010

hello-zombie: jeremydavies: johntravolta-: Moose’s Journal. October 12, 1985: Dog carcass in the forest this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This forest is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The paths are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and badgers will look up and should, “Save us!”…and I’ll whisper “no”. OH MY GOD WORDS…CANNOT DESCRIBE…OH MY GOD

hello-zombie:

jeremydavies:

johntravolta-:

Moose’s Journal. October 12, 1985: Dog carcass in the forest this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This forest is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The paths are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and badgers will look up and should, “Save us!”…and I’ll whisper “no”.

OH MY GOD

WORDS…CANNOT DESCRIBE…OH MY GOD

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