david is your only friend.
david owns a skeleton key
(your chastity
belt is not as impregnable as
the salesman said it was)
david’s idea of a reconnaissance
mission is to calculate
the salinic content of your ****** fluids
david thinks
the numbers
still mean something to you
the pressure in your ears mounts to intolerable levels
david: perennial offerer of
hobson’s choices or
haven’t you noticed
that the bible is just
a story about dietary restrictions?
Aug 12, 2024
Aug 12, 2024 at 9:04 PM UTC
david is your only friend.
david owns a skeleton key
(your chastity
belt is not as impregnable as
the salesman said it was)
david’s idea of a reconnaissance
mission is to calculate
the salinic content of your ****** fluids
david thinks
the numbers
still mean something to you
the pressure in your ears mounts to intolerable levels
david: perennial offerer of
hobson’s choices or
haven’t you noticed
that the bible is just
a story about dietary restrictions?
this one is old, from sometime between 2016–2018. but despite how much my writing has changed since then, i'm choosing to post it now, in all its unpolished awkwardness, because sometimes it's good to resist your impulse to hide your less-than-perfect work
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