"The woman pushed on the baby's stomach and sucked his penis into her mouth. It was thinner than the american menthols she smoked and a bit shiny, like raw fish. She was testing to see if the baby would cry, but the little arms and legs were still, so she peeled away the plastic wrapping over its face. She lined a cardboard box with towels, laid the baby inside, and taped the box shut. Then she tied it with string and wrote a made-up name and address on the side in big print."

Opening paragraph of "Coin Locker Babies" by Murakami
(Oh so disurbing!)
Unknown "SEXY JENN" Ferocious - 16 years, 3 months, 3 days ago

MISSION

I've worked at my work
I've slept at my sleep
I've died at my death
And now I can leave
Unknown "SEXY JENN" Ferocious - 16 years, 3 months, 18 days ago

Leave what is needed
And leave what is full
Need in the Spirit
And need in the Hole
Unknown "SEXY JENN" Ferocious - 16 years, 3 months, 18 days ago

Beloved, I'm yours
As I've always been
From marrow to pore
From longings to skin

Unknown "SEXY JENN" Ferocious - 16 years, 3 months, 18 days ago

Now that my mission
Has come to it's end:
Pray i'm forgiven
The life that I've led

Unknown "SEXY JENN" Ferocious - 16 years, 3 months, 18 days ago