***! My dog drinks toilet water he didn't used to do this a lapping drinking monster
No training manual falter lids are down, all around no answers and no quarters
What drives the animal mind I have no understanding maybe some day I'll find why it's so appealing
The water in his dish the same found in the bowl maybe it's a dog death wish on a suicide protocol
Good lord, this is a new twist for me in dog ownership, he's not done this before (that I know of) but what's crazy is that the water in the toilet is basically the same water from the tap that goes into his water bowl, go figure ;\
MOG THE FAMOUS CAT FROM OUTER SPACE. GUMMPY MOG SAT ON HIS MAT. LOOKING AROUND FOR SCAPS OF FOOD. THIER WASN'T ENOUGH WERE HE CAME FROM. CATS HAD TO WORK LIKE *****'S FOR A BITE TO EAT. WORSE STILL HUMANS ORDERED THE CATS TO WORK LIKE SLAVES. CATS WERE DEPRESSED DEPEIVED OF TLC. CATS DIDN'T HAVE 9 LIFE'S BE LUCKY TO HAVE JUST ONE LIFE. CATS WERE CRUELY TREATED. NOT ALLOWED TO FOAM FREE THEY WERE CHAINED TOGETHER IN BUDDLE. IT WAS MORE THAN MOG Could BARE. THAT'S WHY HE LEFT THE PLACE HE KNEW SO WELL. UNILL ONE MORNING HE WOKE UP WITH A FRIGHT. RELEASED IT WAS A BAD AFAIR. HE JUMMPED UP MEOWED AND WANDERD EXCITED AMONG THE WILD FLOWERS IN A FIELD SO RARE. HE
losing your mind is the most addictive drug one can never know when you come down from your bittersweet high little bunny are you scared of me again? have I ever told you to shut your ******* mouth?
my favourite colour is now blue the royal kind of blue that will swallow you whole if you get too close bunny dear have I ever told you I love you?
why are my legs not carrying me faster? why am I not ******* running until I collapse once more? take these pills and let them travel through your veins they’ll destroy your teeth but isn’t that what you want? bunny I can’t bite you anymore
lay your trust in fate, astrology, a god our two let them take the blame for what you do sweet bunny how did it turn out like this? why are you chasing after me?
I’ll sing a song for you I’ll tear apart the lyrics and do anything to distract you please don’t hurt me again bunny you’re the sweetest demon I’ve ever met but please don’t let me drink that
everything is calm I’m okay let’s look past the toxic truth and live within denial my darling bunny I regret what I said you’re the most addictive drug and I’ll never doubt your words I’ll accept that you’ve got your nest in my brain but please don’t tear my body apart again
i’m going to tell you a secret. i am a cosmic child with a heart made out of rose petals and lead. hair that’s made of woven stardust flows atop my head my lips are dark like an apple, a seductive shade of red my laugh is not a laugh, it is a song instead and when I fall asleep, i use a cloud as my bed but if you were too love me……. well i think you’d be happier dead.
Silly fools, touching the planchette as it invades the haunts of spirits and demons their dangerous interaction pointing to blackened letters or the answers yes or no.
Open gateway something relentless creeps to the surface unbeknownst to anyone. Do they think this is a game, this summoning?
Bluesman, playing his guitar sings about a shadowy man on a dark road and the bargains he makes. Moonless skies and rumbling trains a strange twisting in guts as a crows caw spreading shiny wings.
Shadows, the long road is filled with shadow, filigreed limbs darkening fleeting time and the trains with their black smoky smudge muffling secrets.
A strange man turns up, like a carney in a traveling show to show us a frightening future. Spreading prophesies of horrible events along with the demise of millions, with demons gnawing human flesh. Then too there was the promise of the dead rising; exhumed bodies, an army of zombies marching.
Old men smoke their cigarettes, lungs crackling in phlegmy coughs, rheumy eyes filled with pain as they watch the children **** in frenzied dance their heads spinning clockwise. . . The train chugs off in the distance as the last illusion crumbles into a dark and rotting hole.
We no longer see the stranger. as the song comes to an end, yet disquieting things skitter on the edge of reason as they slither through our fear. Up ahead looms a fiery god staying trajectories of doom and damnation, while the Bluesman strums his old guitar on a ghost train going nowhere.