When I ruled the worled my heart was black and so were my cloths. My hiar is black, my eyes are brown, and I wish my shoes were made of gold. But one day I relized blue was the way to go. If I choose to walk that path it will be in my brand new cloths.
Did you know blue is my favirate color.
As cruel as I em as low I will sink a day will come for me to go on the path of life, but intell I go thier is one thing you should know...
your still all my slaves.
surisly, blue is my favrite color.
I will conqure the worled and mybe some more. I will destroy my eniemes in the pits of hell to the skys of heaven. Nothing will stop me for my mad quest for power and I say good day since my curfue is 11.
If your reading this you have no life.
Thier will be a path of destrustion where ever I go, bringing hatred towerd me and others. So let my so let the rivels know where I slumber, so only one will live to conqure the world.
Let hatred consume your soul.
Destruction and death is a fimieler roed. My search for power has finally come, I will drink the evil that dwells in the fountine. Darkness will consume my soul, killing the one you once knew into something dvine and scary.
The darkness will take over.
On the road to conqure my allies wil fall along with my foes. The trators will become loyal and the dead shall rise.
Blue is the new black
To punish those who has done nothing, to take what is not yours, to give the greatest punishment for the littles crime is something I would not do. I belive in honor I belive in fiath, but if you dare to cross my path best hope we dont meet agian.
Please hit your self with the nearest blunt object.
Sorrow and pian is what Ill couse. Rivers will dry, forest will become wastelands and along ruthless army at my command. Those who apse me will suffer and thier souls will be my treasers.
Iam not romantice
I will hunt those down who have stolen from me I will couse there destrotion from afor the will sufer from there new scaresand the pian will be foreever more. The items that thay stole will be mine once more and you shall be the one you will suffer next.
Have a nice day
Creeping into the night plotting revenge to destroy the ones who has coused the blade to enter my flesh, the ones who coused me pian and suffering. I shall do nothing intell thay lest exspect it, years from know carma shall strike. If I coused it only one shall know if I did it not even I shall know.
When you do things right people arnt sure that you know did anything at all.
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