My God's will becomes me. When he speaks, he speaks through me. He has needs, like I do. We both want to rape you. — Tool Copy Share Image
To fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, to swing on the spiral of our divinity, and still be… — Tool Copy Share Image
Knuckle deep inside the borderline, this may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to. — Tool Copy Share Image
Release in sodomy, the one sweet moment I'm home. I do unto you now what has been done to me. — Tool Copy Share Image
“Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind. Feed my will to feel this… — Tool Copy Share Image
Something kind of sad about the way things have come to be, desensitized to everything. — Tool Copy Share Image
Give away the stone, let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold. — Tool Copy Share Image
Fret for your figure, and fret for your latte, and fret for you lawsuit, and fret for your hairpiece, and fret for you prozac. — Tool Copy Share Image
