Damn Dice! insane nut! what's he for. Come with me on a killing spree. Shit! mob music pumps in my head. HA! who's who? wanna roll the dice? you lose you die! you know what fuck rules...BANG! He's dead Dice killed him your friend that one you know who picked you up at like 1:00 am in the morning to go for a ride cause he snuck his parents car out. Your fuckin' friend for life! well Dice picked him out. insane you know. Now he's dead! Cops can't get him. Sought can't. would you kill him!? Who's going to kill him!? Justice! watch that fucker slip off the edge of a building! HA! He's crazy messed up in the head, anxious depressed, he was abused by his parents as a kid. but thats forgiven...he forgave a long time ago, somehow. Fuck he's scared too, scared of Sought. Dreams...Dice Resurection
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