the items that keep me sane keep me focused are my love letters to no one in particular those souls who consider sobriety a deformity of the soul spoken in lethal accents such worthies kiss candies in secluded patches of park somewheres i can't quite keep my mind as we stroll along the hedges and contain ourselves in critical boxes stranded minimalist each downpour i send to you is a sword by which i cut my useless vapor hair a swift stroke of bassoon swedish covered in jelly you'll understand this lingering as i write further travel of the fruity hours and tangy years and the fountains o tangle up is to fog and reader you can know nothing of this but hey listen can i hit you up for a twenty and a big mac feast yeah my hot hut is where we'll meet beyond our teaparty sea when i posses it i part to thy right i forget the size of my cock often pleasantries it is mythical actually it's a possum i've forgotten absentmindedness is sensual graffitti a rollercoaster into the wilderness throbbing like so much bubbly i fuck you in verdana ref remember that the white is greased eyelids heavy we surf abandoned waves into wisdom we're screwed we're pretty close i know your candles and sweaty mini-golf courses i give chase because i can and am transgressively worthless find this on page 365 that particular passage near chaos and 1st that one outsiders are desparately unknowing of more coffee i'll watch through my binoculars dressed in boxers boxers boxers only your cringing offers me a positively poisoned italic erection headbanging under a metal cloud wringing hands teethgrinding the whole lot i'll never see again and that's what it is o telescopial music to mature to bring back the pinstripes on the wall are venomous floral breaths as time perceives and penetrates back into into rings truer green eggs and mandarin oranges such a pipe such a see you next fall such travel distant baby
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