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I keep a cruel collection of wicked torture devices. Gathered together in a faux manila folder, labelled with a crudely crafted symbol of birth to death oppression. I occasionaly use them to flay my gray matter. And as I stare at the visual razorblades and white, hot, pokers, I can't help but think: is anyone else using my image for similar, sinister purposes? And if so, I wonder, should I be appalled, or flattered?
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Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 9:22 AM UTC
Cerebral Waterboarding
I keep a cruel collection of wicked torture devices. Gathered together in a faux manila folder, labelled with a crudely crafted symbol of birth to death oppression. I occasionaly use them to flay my gray matter. And as I stare at the visual razorblades and white, hot, pokers, I can't help but think: is anyone else using my image for similar, sinister purposes? And if so, I wonder, should I be appalled, or flattered?
Almost as painful as looking at this website.
senor-negativo
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Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 9:22 AM UTC
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