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Butcher | Ripper-Cushions
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Death Nightmare. Massacre. Cushions. May 28, 2013. I always wanted to look at his moustache and big eyes like that. I could be the butcher. They just smiled at me. I gave them the craziest smirk. Maybe. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). View all posts by boaz. May 28, 2013. 2 responses to “. May 28, 2013 at 01:47. Would you sell the rest of their bodies? I think you’d choose the latter. Nature, do you ...
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Kiss | Ripper-Cushions
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Death Nightmare. Massacre. Cushions. September 6, 2014. 8220;Can we kiss? 8220;Can we kiss? 8221; she asked again. He took out his knife and cut his ears off, he put them in her soft hands and ran away. She stood there whispering into them. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). View all posts by boaz. September 6, 2014. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Like t...
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boaz | Ripper-Cushions
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Death Nightmare. Massacre. Cushions. 8220;Can we kiss? 8220;Can we kiss? 8221; she asked again. He took out his knife and cut his ears off, he put them in her soft hands and ran away. She stood there whispering into them. September 6, 2014. November 11, 2013. October 30, 2013. We sat on the ocean bed, bathing in the hot black sand. We wished they’d come back, but we need to keep the fire burning. There was a big…. June 1, 2013. They just smiled at me. I gave them the craziest smirk. Maybe. May 28, 2013.
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Iron. | Ripper-Cushions
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Death Nightmare. Massacre. Cushions. November 11, 2013. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). November 11, 2013. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Evanescent | Ripper-Cushions
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Death Nightmare. Massacre. Cushions. October 30, 2013. It wasn’t until 3 years later when I moved to college when I started seeing her again. In my sleep. I had to see doctors. I couldn’t tell anyone but me. I couldn’t cry because it spoiled my make up. It was no longer normal. I couldn’t tell what was. I was always on prescriptions to make my world feel normal to them. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window).
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Hallucination | Ripper-Cushions
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Death Nightmare. Massacre. Cushions. May 6, 2013. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). View all posts by boaz. May 6, 2013. 4 responses to “. May 6, 2013 at 15:35. What happened to the third mushroom? Seasoning for the abdomen steak? May 6, 2013 at 18:03. They ate them or not. May 6, 2013 at 18:05. To eat or not to eat. May 6, 2013 at 18:06. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Like the di...
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There was a big… | Ripper-Cushions
https://rippercushions.wordpress.com/2013/06/01/there-was-a-big
Death Nightmare. Massacre. Cushions. June 1, 2013. There was a big cloud that wept into the ocean. Calm fire which they sailed in, towards the end of the horizon, a crimson oblivion. They rowed and melted before they even finished, they didn’t find peace neither in their nightmares. We sat on the ocean bed, bathing in the hot black sand. We wished they’d come back, but we need to keep the fire burning. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). June 1, 2013.
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