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In Japanese folklore, Gashadokuro, also known as Odokuro, are giant skeletons, fifteen times taller than an average person. They can reach huge sizes (up to about 90 feet tall), and are constructed from the bones of people who have died from starvation. Their bones are collected into this giant skeleton creature which is filled with intense anger and a thirst for human blood. He wanders around at night, grinding his teeth and making a “gachi gachi” sound. The giant skeleton towers so high above the ground and walks so quietly that he can be almost invisible. The only warning you get when the giant skeleton is near is a strange and inexplicable ringing in your ears.
If the Gashadokuro finds you, he will reach down with his bony hand and snatch you off the ground. Then he will pluck your head off and suck the blood out of your headless body until his thirst is quenched.
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AHZMIK<——
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AHZMIK: Untitled
But little do they know I was raised in the game,
And came out a whole different person,
Didn’t come out the same, as the rest,
No shaved head, no gunshot wounds, And def not dead,
Maybe a little deaf,
From when I was a little kid, Playing outside In long beach,
These dudes, walking by,
And I remember seeing was a whole fleet,
drive by,
Guns flaining in the air,
Turned around and ran,
Saw my little sister being carried inside,
Thrown in the bathroom and told to site and hide,
Stepdad crying, blood covered his hands, and his chest,
Shotgun laying on the floor it was mess,
The sink overflooded like ice melted in an ice chest,
Like boiling blood spilling over from a couldron overflowin,
That was back before first grade,
Thought it was nightmare,
until one day,
I told my mom about this dream,
How it kept reappearing everytime I go to sleep,
Some memories will never go,
No matter what you do try to forget,
Images like these will always be embedded,
In my heart, and in my soul,
Till the day im dead,
Ahzmik: Sin City
dont want this cigarette to finish,
Reminds me of the time I spent with you,
Walking the strip,
holding hands and drinking, tryna replenish,
Under the stars and lights,
Millions of cars and sights,
Club and bar hoping all night,
Two love birds lost in a big city like lost kites,
Walking in every direction,
Getting lost and finding protection,
from the chaos outside,
Billions of faces,
Lets catch a ride,
Hop in a taxi,
Cruise the blvd,
back to the hotel to get hi,
Me and my girl are happy,
In the city of lights,
Racks and lines,
Exploration, destination unknown,
But I got enough bud to get me and my lady blown
Sent to another time,
Where fishes fly,
And time isn’t real ,
A place where you decided what memories may exist,
And which you may peel,
Off your brain like a sticker,
No residue left over,
In my own little world,
With my girl,
Racing through different dimesions,
Not paying attention to where were going,
Living in the present,
But looking forward to the future,
Let our eyes decided what will be growing,
Big business, and greed,
Or love and caring,
indeed,
Implent the right attitude into the population,
And hope theres a willingness to progress,
Advance, in the right direction,
Like a driving test,
No fucking up,
Or you can forget that priveldge
You’ve got more than once chance, bitch
Live it,
Makke it happen,
I imagined gold shinning from my neck like the Aztecs,
Thought about things that some might consider to complex,
Took the time to write, and read,
Found it to be more than a project,
But a hobby,
Sneeking into shows with my cousin bobby,
To punk ass kids who stand out in a lobby,
Full of other deliquents and kids who aint afraid to rob thee,
You got money,
Heres a copy,
Of my demo,
But please don’t copy,
The new robinhood of this era,
Ready to change your mind,
Don’t follow another regular,
your truly,
Ahzmik
Q:If only you knew :(
Anonymous
well ill never know until you let me know
DO what your hat says bitch, and OBEY.
Fuck you hipster fags
Goodmorning Tumblr :)
sippin on some tea, and boutta make this essay my bitch.
Fux wit me
