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May 2017
i'm not a poet, i'm not yelling this... i'm not going to give it a ****'s worth of oratory footage in a video... it's just "thinking", out-loud. oh **** me, ***** is evil once you've been drinking *** for a few days... but beginning with 70cl in the early afternoon, and ending with 1litre of *** at night... you start to walk like a crack addict cockroach... scuttling as fast as a cheetah.

oh... so you don't think you'd be in intimidated by ten
bulagiran prostitutes sitting before you,
and trying to fake king solomon?
try it...
         i had this drunk impromptu once with 10 of them...
please, can one of your girl choose me,
i'm a bit fatigued with regard to making a choice,
i just want to ****...
then one starts talking: you're not supposed to say that!
that's heresesy in prostitution.
so i reply: well... aren't you the talkative one...
you'll do, just fine.                        pwoad boys my ***.
and yeah, that's how the freudian madonna-***** complex
works... you can get an *******, drunk as ****
with a *******...
               sober or drunk with a "normal" girl in society?
a bit hard... she pretends to be a ******, and then lies
about how manhy guys she's ******;
my **** always used to be: yes? no. yes? no. yes? no!
        at least with prostitutes you can objectify down
to the genitals, proper...
             and there's no subjective-façade of:
you can be my boyfriend; that's the sick bit about *******
women that aren't prostitutes...
   there's the objective-façade of a ****...
but the girl... she's not thinking about an hour's worth of ****...
      she's internalising something that what
a man, might be, simply pulverising
                                    to imply: a wedding ring...
                           i don't know man, go to a prostitue,
    and then **** a universnity anthropology / psychology
chick... you'll be able to get a *litmus test

       for your ****, + ego... between acid *******,
              and alkaline girlfriends in the future...
it goes like this: you **** her gentials, she ***** your ego...
thank **** that prostitutes are neutrons in this atom
construct.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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   Angelina Ruhama
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