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Death is a weird thing, one moment your fine, next you want to eat someones brains out their eye hole. And while yes the urges come back every now and then, if I let it control me than what good am I?
Granted this is all in the past, and in this bright new day I won't be discriminated against just because some of my teeth are missing, a little black vomit will not ruin me! I shall cast off the masks that the FDA attempted to sew to my face and in the end they shall see that all they hid was my true inner beauty.
Until then I'll just stay indoors.
For now I can be who ever you want me to, the Queen of Never Never Land for all I care. I have a name from a long time ago that is of no consequence to you. I have a date of birth from a long time ago that is of no consequence to you. I have many personality flaws and fear they will only get worse as time progresses, as my brain is such a delicious thing. I simply can not stop myself.
But enough about me, how are your brain meats? Are they delicious and gooey? Dripping with fresh blood, gobs of matter melting in your mouth......
Perhaps I should focus less on your brain matter as well.
How about this, you contact me, worry not about what your asking, I am dead after all and necrophiliacs don't always ask first.
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[b:f29d446add]But Im a sweet little zombie slave girl.
*Nom*
You is tasty.[/align:f29d446add][/color:f29d446add][/b:f29d446add]
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