RAJ

1. 2016-08-16 at 3 AM UTC

   #1
   The Self Taught Man Black Hole
   I lie there, naked and alone
   Piles of shit and fungus seep into my very bone
   
   You rub your tentacles, from my belly to my face
   I kiss your insectoid lips
   
   Like an angel fallen from grace
   
   You rip me to pieces, my organs are spaghetti
   All you can feel, is your load getting heavy
   
   Half-dead girls piled on top of me
   Empathy is your only true enemy
   
   
   
   
2. 2016-08-16 at 3:21 AM UTC

   #2
   The Self Taught Man Black Hole

   Half-dead girls piled on top of me
   Empathy is your only true enemy

   
   This is the time I chilled with SC.
3. 2016-08-16 at 3:28 AM UTC

   #3
   

   mmQ Lisa Turtle
   Dormant holes begin to awaken at my touch
   A poke, a proud, a tender tickle just as such
   
   Movement inside, a light gurgling, popping
   Beckons me inside
   
   I must trust as you cannot speak
   
   Sugar dancing deep into the saddest hours of the night
   Cackles of laughter are the core of a somber silence
   
   Sordid consumption of your long-dead soul, of what you once were
   And all that could have been
4. 2016-08-16 at 3:39 AM UTC

   #4
   The Self Taught Man Black Hole
   They vanish for good
   Only to come back to life
   And huff more varnish
5. 2016-08-16 at 4:36 AM UTC

   #5
   

   Sophie Pedophile Tech Support
   Sploo, thank the triangles you're alive.