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Wednesday, November 21st, 2001
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4:34 pm
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Also I'm forget for writing about so much stuffs about the life lastly wrote times. We're on my village spectacle maker plans fulfilling U.S. Hallowene feature party. I've had costuming by the myths lady of fire bringing by nipples. The party go persons did for enjoyment touching the nipples with voice milk from the many mouths. If those fire nipples were been my for real nipples I've would make so many rocking planets (even Pluton) surface orgasmus. Those nervous of my nipple points were growing so enrapture the feels since I've began play to them of 16 years time.
Olderest brother friend of my cousin named Ansel had coming to my house for to make a vegan penut massaging on my flesh back. That massaging touched my blood for the inside my pants rising to kunt. I'm pushed the pelis mucsles and bones to the sofa for praying quelled the sexing fire but Ansel made screeching at me at my head for to quitt the sofa sexing. Bois, they never do understanding the girls and especial the movements around the bones of regional hips and kunt.
Those happy times of episode for friendships did my mind circle at the nights of cobble sleeping by the flat of Ernst and Ule. I'm have to making foods for me now and waiting to Ansel come again.
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| Saturday, November 17th, 2001
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11:00 am
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So longest time since I'm type about the life. Where I'm to starting?
Payneslayve had for many times applied the sexing to other womyn vamp. I'm final stopped cry under lonely blanket and was by a deathing week Payne flying for newer love self flocking. Quit job. Quit the life. Quit the feels.
One time I'm have to throwing lovetime sex water on paining loved wound fires. Younger boi buck applied his kock on my body but never into the kunt. He's always wear dress and metal cage around his kock when not to pissing or for jisom throw out. I'm dissapoint that fingers swimming only nearest pool of kunt were and so I'm told that boi away. One womyn sexed me but I've was feel likeing lost calf for search mother now beef in sandwich.
I'm back to schooling for make important memo and paper tidy on the filer and for the night times I'm walk around for search new wonder of kock friend bed warm keeper.
I'm confusing for comments year longest last entrie. Many floater peoples to mistaking for that picture. That's picture for me and Payne doing a party from Jorg's happy leave school times. I'm remember that time when bright flash for the camera we'd pose and under eye viewer was Payne's finger touch my anus covering pants. He've try looking innocent deer for that picture takes but he's finding anus hand were devil worshiping.
School's time coming so I've make my dressing and go for that bus.
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| Friday, October 6th, 2000
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2:29 am
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here is the payneslayve, with the briefing to you interenet readists brings, it... my letterwritingfriend, who does herself of the name "rosetta" describe, did to me a funtime that did exceed expectations present... i did by venice early arrive, for, see you here, i did a surprise want to make, of it... she did have a surprise, but, there did a bad accident occur... rosetta does career as a toothcleangirl, and i did quiet into the office point-toe, such that, she would not me see... i did roar, "give your blood unto me!" and she did yelp and did, the mouth with the hooking cleaner, stab... the blood of the man in the chair by dentist did into rosetta'es face fountain, and i did feel of the worst sort of the hardnyss and shiftings to begin... in the pants... i did by rosetta discovered, because in the pants, metal of the kock, against the zipper, clinged... we did, beneath the whiteonfaces, further redden...
my love for my MYSTRESS did against the kockpower lyghtening-clash! ... rosetta did say for the period that was, in many weeks, a long one, she did want to upon the many rings and bars and armrs of metal in the famous payneslave kock, beholden... i did on many times, "NO," say, for see you, battius does in her DARKE HART much much soulgrabbing (jelusy of english?) have, and even to see the kock is disaster... but rosetta did say that, she would, in my sleep suffer me that littlelook would i not the luck her to give, it... so i did my leatherpants unwear and she did the kock, of many great holes, finally see... i did not tell battius, yet, for seee you, she will perhaps not so sour is, if she does she in on interenet FIRST... she will have time, to have the peice and with grrlfrends converse, and our love, it, will win...
battius has not, my kock, since i did return from venice, to touch or to see... for see you, i did into a waterway of venice fall, it was a mistake, rosetta did try for the kock AGAIN grab! ... that girl does have the kocksickness, tell it, i swear, to satan... so i did move and my portable hi-fi did into the waterway of venice fall and the cords of hi-fi did around my neck and chains knotted -- i know not how! -- and into the water i did go, for you see. the water of venice is, they do about the sickness and dirty warn, when you do astand in boat... all peircings did an infection receive, and i, by sickhouse for too long, am... i did a mummie resemble, and, rosetta did with to laughing cry and took fotos...
BUT other than sickhouse sadtimes and kockdisplay, freetime in venice was goodtime... i hope that, at the tatoo lounge, he will to me my old job back, give...
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| Sunday, September 24th, 2000
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10:30 am
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There's been a much longing time for when I've write last. Many things did make during absent where away from hours. Payneslayve applied the sexing to my body and was much pretty sweating times. Then we made a fighting. Then sexing. Then fighting. Then sexing for two days long without for eat or drink nothing other for juice so sweet from nominal crevices made body flesh yearning.
Now Payne takes for small vacationing to meeting his for years penfriend by Italia. I'm hope he for not gets love of many hair women down Mediterranean whoring. This case I'm have to requesting kindly that Payne takes penicillin and then another eternity time longer waiting for make sunset art sex with loving colors.
Be safe, Payne, in Italia! This loving marches accordingly behind that train!
^v^ Battius
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| Sunday, September 17th, 2000
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5:49 pm
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Payne and I were for make sexing this mid day but something grey and cloudsy camed over our shoulders for wanting not to do. I'm think maybe skins of kock are healed tightly not so the problem. I'm have the brain idea light that stern looking me me Payne because my talk about fucking some other boys.
Now I'm stop brief for break of sweat and crying for making dinner special potion of make up times. I've making Payne's happy dessert in shape such bats and tits for create smile and maybe sexing later. Pleasing work! Pleasing!
I have tornado loving that man eternity much!
^v^ Battius
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| Friday, September 15th, 2000
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6:29 pm
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Just gotting home from bakery job and feeling so tiresome loading. Payneslayve him's pants gone and for washing piles more to wait my getting off work time. I see those the piles of pants and feeling so sad about making clean them. I'm wish spirits cleaning cloths formulate easy make way for flower petal soft and clean ocean water salt for snapping two spirit fingers. I've hating wash the cloths for so long, such that I've forget what lifeing without make the wash is offer.
To my lover with almost heal kock for apply to my inside muscles wetting:
Do You Hear Heating?
The heating of tit over heart thump
has sound like many bees make honey
by vomit sweetly in unison.
Heating of tit and both tits rightly
became so important for love growing
at timely I'm see your neck mountain
for initial grab skin breeching lick.
Metal worship done for gone
but for two hearts heat still useful
melt walls and blooding fusion orgasm.
(end)
Payne, this truth is forward bursting always not garbage form:
That flesh for inside legs swinging...
I am ownership that kock.
This hairful folding sweat inside legs rubbing...
You are ownership this kunt.
^v^ Battius
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9:02 am
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battius did say, that she her a newer man to find it pleases... this TRUTHS NOT... we did have a betweentalk and she did say, to me, that i her best man am... the piercings of the kock, she does not mind them, in fact she does make whinny and squeal during the DARK SEXE TYMES when the kock is to her applied... i have me a natural motion and three types probing action... the nature of the metal is plessure at her finest... she knows it and she did from the chemicalist home bringed a ointment for the rapid healing... also, i give away the electric pornographie... but before, i did only once time again the kock test for built strength, with your black velvetglove and, from under that bed, special photos... it did operate with speedness and unbreakable... battius, beat off flower and big hat and RETURN TO YOUR CAYVE...
our love is steelstrong... mortalless like burning dwarf and open steam holes... nothing does take, in that crafted eyepiece hole, a shape of battius, that the battius'es presence does repair... i did write another poem... battius, this is for you, for the to sing of heart and to moisten of thigh... i wish me that you here right now are, such that tongue and fingers could be with great success to my MYSTRESS DARKE applied... again...
-=: piercing, not more! :=-
the holes of kock did with blood and the stickyman filled
the holes of my MYSTRESS DARKE did with nothing filled!
the time is too late, that i am to repair her headache allowed
only with loving so much, that she it cannot resemble, i fix.
now the kock is like un-assembled robot with gears and dangers, like
so the it did and does and will the pleasure of battius maxmize through, her ladders!
piercing, not more! the mission is terminated, donkey and monkey did crash
and a new man, of your PAYNESLAVE, sculpture
readied you? the time is!
and so, you did there in my gothycal poem, my love and hobby see...
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| Wednesday, September 13th, 2000
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2:39 am
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Payneslayve for is sleeping tidy time dreamland now. I watch and am make finger shadow play on him's body with my finger digits. Using finger digits for love art also imperative maneuver, but lovely Payne has broken puncture penis holes for healing to wait. Many aching times passed nights but for tongue keep my sane head not exploding.
Many months making some years gone now and I'm feel itchy on leg bending meeting place of pleasure. Payneslayve making always pierce pierce pierce the kock or other hang skin available. So metal is his kock that weights much, such as elephant.
I'm talk to you here also, Payne. You're read his morning waking computer porno time. Soon I'm look for other kock if yours kock does nothing erect for too much metal. Maybe time's coming when heart pumper also caged becomes surrounding cold metal and no locking mechanism opening. Then for weeping and make new sex partner without heart.
I'm watch you're sleeping now and remember such hard sex times before make enormous pierce worship.
^v^ Battius
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1:42 am
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tonight we did go on the motorbicycle for a ride...
i did the motorbicycle drive, and she did in the sidecar ride... she looks in the black helmet with the painted flames very very good... she closes her eyes against the wind partly... she looks angry... 'tis very sexing...
i would a thirty caliber machinegun on the sidecar mount to like... she has the fury the world does need.... the normal people, of the happyness, she would fix it and the DARKNYSS spread... she does what i need know... befor she is the MYSTRYSS DARKE and i am the PAYNESLAYVE only... she does into flayver my blood...
she does need a newest helmet... a helmet so, people in the street are by her charming to stop... i would unto them fix... to fear! to fear! to fear of us... with she the eyes of ink and skirt longness DARKNYSS rydes... motor motor motor STREETS!
english is solid... (winked) i will have it... (smiled)
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| Tuesday, September 12th, 2000
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2:35 pm
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Payneslayve...
Your dark poetry makes for my legs twitching. When finally your ampallang closed flesh becomes, your love and my love joining in unison scabless fantasm!
I've washing hands all powder and bread makings off from my job. Where are you right timely? Our house is lonely of two love presence. I'm think of your under the clothes areas and writing poetry with blood ink of love.
Touching and Lick the Soul Spirit
My soul spirit press out of kunt walls
scream to Payneslayve of black orbs
lust over power over contemplate
righteous findings love report
writing such report in angel's blood
of past aeons folding over dark cake...
Midnight forest you running through
and over hills of grassy tit materials
calling out throatwise my secret calls words...
Lightening from bashful sky anus shooting
saving eyes cry outward blackness ever
hearing PAYNESLAYVE in bloody ears curdling
PAYNESLAYVE again again...
With all desire tissue in this of the chest, I make you for mine always.
^v^ Battius
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11:20 am - Dreampowyr
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this is my first entrie in the journal
i did have a dream this eve passed...
i was permitted to do nothing not but i only watched... battius did get sexed by a CREATURE... the creature did have of a monkey, arms and legs... of a donkey, head and kock... she did scream and did it seem her to please... she did cry "monkey, donkey, monkey, donkey," she did this say it over and over... the creature did look at me not, because it did on the sexing contemplate... i did feel shame, because i did the creature want to BECOME...
battius did say come the morn that i should, at the komputer pornographie with the animals and wives, NOT LOOK... ah, but alas, i can but nothing now do... my kock is healed not from the piercing yet, and i think, that the earnestness will me insane drive... only a few days more, and i can again lie with my Mystryss Darke... i did a poem write...
i bleed
you bleed
he, she, it bleeds
we bleed
you bleed
they bleed
tayste the PAYNE in my veynes
the disease of kock and kunt does move violently
put it all in the bathtub and you should with an iron hammer stir
you should feed me poison and shave my fir
black lightbulb skrew into kunt with clashing threads
i feel THE HUNGYR of DARKNYSS upon me, and it does fall right now... i will to the bakery go... battius does work there (winked)
-*) payneslayve (*-
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| Monday, September 11th, 2000
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10:49 pm - Dark eve...
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Hallo from Battius and Payneslayve in Norway living...
You are dark lords and misses like we? Dreaming poetry and faeries untouched by lighted sky? You deepen skin wounds from love?
We dig into fresh souls and dine hearts of each other. We dine your heart also if desire takes you.
Your mind travels alongside our nightmare faery dreams when opened. Open!
^v^ Battius
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