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i don't know.... but like... a ****** thst's not overtly-pretentious about opera... makes me feel warm... all inside... like eating a doughnut... screaming off chrysler: ***** dino bones!    it's like...        i am allowed to heave a hope for man... and remain dodo-project intacts...     and tell one woman: your god, is a mastrimony to having abdandoned me... how a white ****** imitates a black woman with "her" innuendo tractact of imbargo for the scuttling tongue... i have to simply start calling trannies: spies...      or the gargantuan mimic scoops... with woman having made the digger's grave of a man's primordial basis...         i remember chasing shadow, and a non-existent rainbow... hide & seek... are the games played by children universal?    with finding genitals... i feel... there's one curiosity left for me... what came first... the oyster shell or the oyster?               sieve past the strutting chicken encompassing the **** scab. HEIL! HEIL! uniformgrau: alt. uniformschwarz! coco-name-shit-on- the-chanel... whiskers missing from a cat... but a salute nonetheless! trans- men make me feel warm inside; like doughnuts... like... i was supposed to feed of the horror off women being incorporate(d).
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 11:21 PM UTC
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i don't know.... but like... a ****** thst's not overtly-pretentious about opera... makes me feel warm... all inside... like eating a doughnut... screaming off chrysler: ***** dino bones!    it's like...        i am allowed to heave a hope for man... and remain dodo-project intacts...     and tell one woman: your god, is a mastrimony to having abdandoned me... how a white ****** imitates a black woman with "her" innuendo tractact of imbargo for the scuttling tongue... i have to simply start calling trannies: spies...      or the gargantuan mimic scoops... with woman having made the digger's grave of a man's primordial basis...         i remember chasing shadow, and a non-existent rainbow... hide & seek... are the games played by children universal?    with finding genitals... i feel... there's one curiosity left for me... what came first... the oyster shell or the oyster?               sieve past the strutting chicken encompassing the **** scab. HEIL! HEIL! uniformgrau: alt. uniformschwarz! coco-name-shit-on- the-chanel... whiskers missing from a cat... but a salute nonetheless! trans- men make me feel warm inside; like doughnuts... like... i was supposed to feed of the horror off women being incorporate(d).
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 11:21 PM UTC
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