and once behind the plexiglass wall of a bus stop overhang I saw an advertisement that read BLONDE IS GOD and the model was thin- and her skin was enhanced by zeros and ones- and I was entranced by her. and she was GOd and she was made to be beautiful. and she was made out of beautiful. and then, on my way home I passed by the place again and her picture was gone and instead was the image of a raven haired beauty- ***** and lustsome with bedroom eyes and she looked at me and said, I AM EVERYTHING and smiled, adding bluntly, BUY MY BODY AND DRINK MY BLOOD. I gazed upon her airbrushed ******* and breathed, No, I refuse you, BLONDE IS GOD and bleach touch-up foam, Our Savior. and *** is God and the Natick Mall is my favorite place to be and I love you.
and I am i and barely . - and YOU ARE EVERYTHING and I will always adore you. and
everything i have ever done, becomes quantified in this, tell me how to be beautiful- tell me how to be worthless-Β Β tell me-
once, behind the plexiglass wall of a bus stop overhang I saw an advertisement that read BLONDE IS GOD