let it wash us away like the floods of the new age **** all the mistakes leave only perfection all true honesties that leave their residues of purity right down the leg of each other your body cries tears of merriment
can i be one of the elite pretty too? there are an apex species, and they come in so many wonderful forms. they don't have to crush their jaws together or **** in their bellies or fix their hair when a camera is staring them down. they smile and a million people smile back, but less brightly than them. they have a ticket to the highest floor of the building in the pockets of their jeans that just fit them nicely. so easy to love and want and crave, and all for a construction of our own.
from the 23rd of january 2020. i just want to be pretty, is all.