be aware of the sludge pouring from every hole grab the stone that stands alone becoming all the mud tickles the throat no mood since it's matterless plays to love prays wide crawling downstairs the lard breaks slips on itself ******* non existence of all of them ***** fragile vulnerable almost make us count them up the racks the slacks figmented meaty mind-snacks
i wish i could hate them all to be so idiotically radical to explode in infinite gorey fragments of love and lust and sweat
the most potent toxin the one that causes vivid ******* rather than ****** death pity and awkwardness...alas
dear we know so little about love as little as its re-existence outside all poeticality and now we try to convince us in others that we do that we are
your mind one of the best kind make every happily inside the eyes
receive your aethereal caress
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 4:49 PM UTC
be aware of the sludge pouring from every hole grab the stone that stands alone becoming all the mud tickles the throat no mood since it's matterless plays to love prays wide crawling downstairs the lard breaks slips on itself ******* non existence of all of them ***** fragile vulnerable almost make us count them up the racks the slacks figmented meaty mind-snacks
i wish i could hate them all to be so idiotically radical to explode in infinite gorey fragments of love and lust and sweat
the most potent toxin the one that causes vivid ******* rather than ****** death pity and awkwardness...alas
dear we know so little about love as little as its re-existence outside all poeticality and now we try to convince us in others that we do that we are
your mind one of the best kind make every happily inside the eyes
receive your aethereal caress
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