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Jan 19
snitches end up in stitches
is low level
mystery of lawlessness
the uper tier
of the mystery of lawlesness
resides with the words:
that an American girl asks:
i don't like being GRASSED UP...
Grypsera round of talk
i was forever surrounded by
the ancient talk of Cain
instead of being a snitch ending
up in stitches
so the clown Joker
and Batman is not really
formidable
so the make-up came off
he's rather pathetic
but only as a reicarnation formible
now imagine Christ reincarnated
and not wanting to die on the cross again...
or the only way to sacrifice oneself
would be in name of Allah and jihad
and commit a suicide
enforcing it on others without the allure
of a cult...
charisma just outright existential ****...
jechowa: he who hides them:
all these Muslim girls then...
hiding under Niqabs and look! look!
there walked Martin Luther (the German,
not the Junior) past with the Greek Gnostic
Heretics!

i didn't reply with a warning:
snitches her stitches:
i said:
i don't like being GRASSED UP...
savvy?
so next day he brought his sdog
the dog
and the dog licked my beard
but not my mouth or nose
i didn't let him
a terrier XL some BULL and DOG
breed like dachund
or whever 40kg
the war dogs of Rome
are still legal
the regal bull terrier
some weird mix apparently the only dogs
that **** are the ones
who have been submitted to ******
and inbreeding with
finally no soul in replica
as exported:
countless times Oedipus in dogs
but only one i hope
in humans...
as lesson: or otherwise tactic:
to breed Orc friendly anything else living
fierce...
so 18 years older than you
and not a sugar mommy and a kid in tow?
ever see than movie:
transparency... no... tranquility... no..
transcendence... no...
  detachment - yes the daughter the *******
but now i could be asked
what fictional characters are you?
Flauber: because Madame Bovary is real:
Flaubert, Humbert Humbert and Julien Sorel...
those are three main protagonist:
and according to Sarte who is the censor...
hmm? censor?
Edith Valitskey...
                 because no no: not another ghost!
i'm thinking abouit raising a daughter
that isn't my daughter:
i think i'll try to hide behind
*** for a little bit...
      until i get a new taste for water
and salt and sugar ande gravity.
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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