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Cray-Z... *You know that you are, ******* crazy?* *Think up a new grand goal to meet, then drop the blotter, -to compete.* *Are you movin' on up? to the top, to a deluxe compartment in your mi-ind?* Lenny? Saul admired David... "Admired," him. dissolved him in, David. *You know that you are, ******* crazy?* *Look at the hands, -they swirl in, ceiling paint... Thinking like this the world is NO constraint.* Fuzzy Futzy Fickle Fiber Pick a pickle Whitley Streiber. *Gargle, Gasp, rinse and repeat.* *Then Devil for the Heaven's seat, and find a tiny child to eat, for tasty things water mouth with treat, nothing stained by water's meet or tendered strangely as complete.* Crazy... Carpet fibers tickle my neck. I am a house. Household item. Bleach feels funny on the fingers, they still won't change color back? *Think up a new grand goal to meet, then drop the blotter, -to compete. Then Devil for the Heaven's seat, and find a tiny child to eat, for tasty things water mouth with treat, nothing stained by water's meet or tendered strangely incomplete.* Crazy you know that you are... ...is that wall supposed to be flashing? !!!!GET OFF MY ROCKER!!!!*
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 9:25 PM UTC
Nucking Futz
Cray-Z... *You know that you are, ******* crazy?* *Think up a new grand goal to meet, then drop the blotter, -to compete.* *Are you movin' on up? to the top, to a deluxe compartment in your mi-ind?* Lenny? Saul admired David... "Admired," him. dissolved him in, David. *You know that you are, ******* crazy?* *Look at the hands, -they swirl in, ceiling paint... Thinking like this the world is NO constraint.* Fuzzy Futzy Fickle Fiber Pick a pickle Whitley Streiber. *Gargle, Gasp, rinse and repeat.* *Then Devil for the Heaven's seat, and find a tiny child to eat, for tasty things water mouth with treat, nothing stained by water's meet or tendered strangely as complete.* Crazy... Carpet fibers tickle my neck. I am a house. Household item. Bleach feels funny on the fingers, they still won't change color back? *Think up a new grand goal to meet, then drop the blotter, -to compete. Then Devil for the Heaven's seat, and find a tiny child to eat, for tasty things water mouth with treat, nothing stained by water's meet or tendered strangely incomplete.* Crazy you know that you are... ...is that wall supposed to be flashing? !!!!GET OFF MY ROCKER!!!!*
You cannot just dip a finger in the dark because darkness will not let you go. Are you sexually attracted to circumstance? Then I have something for you. Life is easily hardened....those that know, know me.
david-john-mowers
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 9:25 PM UTC
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