User blog:Aryix/Don't click me. Children are on this site.

You have been excommunicated from this establishment.

No longer will the heavens rain down from the sky.

No longer will your woes be acknowledged.

No longer will the threat of insanity taunt your presence.

Your kin will feast upon the flesh of the night.

The bullets of fear will pierce through apparitions of your substantial vulnerability.

Porcelain faces may seem benevolent and friendly, but place your faith in me, they are not.