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monster
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dallas
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mayhem and destruction calls you. You are evil. Terrible.
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Lothaine
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The face you paint on another before you kill him
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lokkust
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to the one under my bed... i love you.
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Divine Madnesss
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monster: the designation assigned to naked fear, creating an illusion of justification and nobility to those who hunger for .
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Divine Madnesss
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monster: the designation assigned to naked fear, creating an illusion of justification and nobility to those who hunger for wrath.
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miniver
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Moldy wishes in squishing wet shoes. Beware, the squishingwetshoemonster of Squishingwetshoemonsterland.
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marjorie
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It caught my arm And spun me around I think you must have mistaken me for someone else I thought my monster-like appearance would make you hurl yourself face down onto the ground where the gravel would make tiny dents in your face like you'd been shot with pellets of reality.
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MollyGoLightly
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monster is not a scary word to me. makes me think of muppets.
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Brad
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Me like the one that ate cookies.
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vermouth
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I had a dream once that i was playing a game of "the last person left alive wins" in a creepy old house, and the two semi-finalists were me and a monster-me. The monster me was enormous, giggling and cutting its ear off in front of a mirror, then sticking it back on. It tracked normal-me down and said "Hey look what I can do!" Then it approached normal-me laughing maniacally and cutting its ear off, then sticking it back on, over and over again. I hefted a baseball bat and swung at it over and over again, but (in true dream-form) my blows lacked the force to do any damage. So I decided to call a truce and be friends with the goo-dripping monster-me. We started making out on the floor in the foyer of the creepy old house, then a couple of old fogies teetered down the stairs and saw us. They said "Oh my goodness!" then scrambled back where they came from. What does this mean?
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thinks
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This..pron; pl. these 1) The person or thing mentioned or understood. as...this is just more of same crap 2)the thing that is nearer; dis- tinguished from that; as, I can see this more clearly than that. 3) one of two things that are com- pared or contrasted; distinguished from that; as, of the two possibil- ities, this is more likely than that 4) the fact, idea, etc, that is about to be stated as "this above all: to thine own self be true." 5) the fact, idea, etc, that has just been mentioned; as this idea of yours has legs.
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knows
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thats it
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vermouth
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Verrrrrrry funny
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Boogaloo
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A dick is a monster, no matter how small or how big.
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tourist
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I have heard it said, "That which we fear the most Often comes our way." I say then "Fear no Evil"
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Bell R
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He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster ... when you gaze long into the abyss the abyss also gazes into you.
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lycanthrope
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Tokyoo in the grip of monsters storms flaring red in what is technically not a bay. Not that it ever is. surrounded, drowning in rages and water rushing where it can near haphazard like time. a man buys porno from a vending machine looks at the cover and adds it to his stash of unwarranted, unobtrusive, totally not followed up compulsions but this time he pauses thinks of opening a cover flipping through when he sees a large hungry eye glaring through the 65th story window He knows it is hungry somehow though it is an eye most likely the flickering flames shading its background. A scream is heard over the dreams of swimming the dreams of being humanly able to reach anything from this island turned prison. Beautiful, bewildered soon to be marginalized to a forgotten dynamic.
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those medling kids
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The slime monster is really Mr. Dingleberry
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020707
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eddie monster
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bell r- can't remember where i heard that.he who fights monsters.... where is it from?
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the Walrus
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"Monster" Album by Steppenwolf 1068
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020816
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the Walrus
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"Monster" Album by Steppenwolf 1068 Yes, I already said that, but you didn't post it you fucking maggots.
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werewolf
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i said...TAKE A LOOK AT MEEE
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020816
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eddie monster
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i am
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Jeca :P
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rawr.
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grendel
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me. ever. eternally. inescapably. all i ever was. (hah, i dared to dream i was a man, but like i said once before, i am more of Caliban than any fair prince or hero from any fairy tale) i am only the beast. ever eternally. i hate my cave. a newer cave would still be a cave and by dint of my presence even a palace would become a mere tunnel of stone and earth and moss
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eddie monster
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i'm a monster to myself i destroy muscle, joint and bone i'm a monster becouse i'm so alone you loved the way i'd be so care free why don't you love the one who doesn't hurt me breaking my back literally numbing myself so we can be free anything to make you smile just to make you happy but with time i don't know if i can do it still don't know if my bones can stand the chill a love that runs clean threw my blood like a stream your eyes hazel green threw the yellow moon beams will always mean the world to me
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*silent screams
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Ripping and tearing, Churning and burning, clawing at the inside screaming just to annoy Taking all of me, just to spit me back out in a completely different form Hurting becuase you can. Wanting becuase you know you can't have. Starving becuase you don't have the engery to eat. Mean because there's no one around to ease to pain. Killing yourself inside just to watch as you suffer. Breathing because you don't have the strength to end it. Walking away from the evilness that keeps telling you to do it.
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phil
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I've seen him
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x
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i go off deep ends
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eddie
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30 foot fall
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Glory Box
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sometimes hiding is better than getting caught, and no matter how stuffy it gets, heads held under the blankets, once the monster's through he comes all over again.
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birdmad
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when your worst impulses are the easiest to acheive and your best intentions are dogged by failure and contempt, it's hard to believe that you're anything but every mirror is a funhouse_mirror , but the ones that shed a normal reflection fail to take into account the crooked_head
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misstree
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oops, did i forget my mask and muzzle today, it's really not as bad as you think, i really wouldn't harm *your* child, not in specific, what i mean is, well, fiar's fiar, and, i guess, i'd be okay with it all dying, and, once you think that's a good idea, who's to say that you can't start early, you know, learn a few tricks so that you can be main entertainment, and since it's laugh or cry, well, you don't think it's the soft bastards that'll be laughing, so you? it's the monsters with bloos on their muzzles, we all know we're dead, it's just how much we twitch in the meantime... .. . but i keep quiet around you, because you would whisper "monster" to yourself, separate yopurself and make yourself feel that little bit better, because you would never actually do the things i wish, and someone has thought of worse... you would call me monster and crucify me to cleanse yourself... and i wouldn't deign to eat your hands, thou unevolved debris... and we are at deadly impasse... you crackling wiht societal weight... me listening for the howls of my Monsters, my Family, shaking in my calls to the wastes that whatever near-to-death kin might be recovered may make motion, that each shining soul catch intriguing scent and thus doff their hat unwittingly to mine kin, that each untamed motherfucker within reack come by and piss on my fence and greet properly, assue me that i am not insane (insanity is a minority of one)... if enough motherfukers piss on my fence, i can stand being ground to dust by greyfaced smiles, and i will stay a god and a monster (no matther what the outcome of that particular luchadore match) for efver and ever. amen.
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misstree
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gawd damned drunken typoes. ah-man.
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peyton
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some people they call me monster some people they call me saint my talent feeds my darker side yet no one will complain i am an opera singer i sing in foreign lands i've sung for kings in europe and emperors in japan
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egger
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heard coyotes howling last night.
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iNsEcUrE_GoTh_GiRl
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you scream the word and then it dawns on me. the ugliness inside has gorged itself on my weak emotions replacing them instead with an unyielding, icy core and has swallowed my heart. i felt it being chewed. and now the monster inside of me has decided to explore. peeking out from inside my innocent blue orbs evaluating, salivating, as it razes this harsh world with a savage gaze. it's sad this voracious fiend used to feel used to care. now she sits and when she used to cry salty tears she now engraves crimson regrets into her pale flesh, now just lifeless meat. people scream at her for being selfish and uncaring a foolish teen. but she smiles in the dark and feeds her demons the sadness from each day because that's the only way she can live, by being the monster she used to dread, not under the bed any more but in it. in her own skin. inescapable.
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peyton
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^^^^ it used to be tragic now it's just true
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W.C.
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I am a monster--a monster with callous eyes and fearsome, biting words. I think I am more than I am, and only a monster believes himself of import to anyone but his mother. Baseless pride in a faceless world with words oh so terrible and careful, but I in my pride forget that there within are people--people as just and righteous as cruel and murderous. I damage myself as I damage my comrade in malicious deceit.
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Risen
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"What can I say? The girl just needs a little monster in her man." - Buffy, As You Were I have a dark side. Everyone does. Mine's a little murkier than most. I try to channel it. I don't suppress it, I just reason with it. Turns out it does respond to reason. That I can aim it. At the perpetrators of injustice and bigotry. At incompetent governance. If you can channel your anger, you can make amazing strides, you can change lives. I have a dark side. Everyone does. It's also an awesome song (especially the Glee cover). No one's ever loved my dark side. That's not to say they haven't loved some of the things it does for them. Loved my kink, loved my bearing, loved the strength in my hands, loved being dominated. Some girls just need a little monster in their man.
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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