Untitled.Pussy cat pink, yeast I think, I think I’m happy. A pill falls desperately feasts upon gloom. Bon appetite'. Another week and I’m a free man, free for all, free to glass-fuck relentlessly, deep into the vast worlds of beyond where queer mellows drone the carpet ripe shadows that laugh nose-riddled ‘scentlessly’.Untitled.
Now before I save myself do I know myself? She doesn’t know…….. And if I waste myself will my teeth show? Who will chew my food while I smile?
The petting cells where I reside? The slack howls of gloom incubating oblivious
Devious Journal Entry
Exhilarated
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[killer Freaky Bunnies for life ]
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"men are fools. They claim to believe in only that which they can touch and nothing more, yet when pressed into a threatening situation, they will call upon gods, superstitiongs and talismans to save them"
-Stava
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