

if this were an orgasismyour face falls ironically south round trembling nothing as it carries its false concept or thoughtfulness...Art...such a pity the song was beautiful...your eye make-up is dry and pointless and if i had a watch, for cataloging of course, it would be seen now and for relative mind dribble as it were...carelessly meaningless.......i do dream and when it does it holds my inner most desire to kill....walk away this time and mirror your own self-indulged understudy...this, i do hope is your time of dayif this were an orgasism


artificial miscellaneoussome how, a very deep intrinsic VALUE found nothing but too far...as though it had manifolded its way back to day time television....whimpers and that old fashion way of mind reading fell back and i had to tie the line again....the sad part of this all, was the unfortunate fact that this was no longer a dream worthy situation....the air circulated and i found a damp predominant predeceased predecessor of simple back spaced logic....as an attempt to find the proper temperance, i must have locked the door and its wielding ways...this boundless atmosphere held my own ground of knowledge and like the tremendous cartoon-like gradualness, it was coartificial miscellaneous


nothing to rare for garbageIn the last two outwardly gifted interjections, lasted a definitively sided milk troth of bitter conservations...your hearts break down finely...thought the only "fine" whom thinks of its self powder....how dark the coherent process of all things seen clearly in and or out of this glass shutter, have brought nothing but tables and firm table like contraries...or it might just be tables....in hopes none of this comes clean to public opinion...i dare say lets finish this draft and mark harshly our deep consents...the honorable and most pregnant of all disinfectants taps the tune to clever judgment and follows suit to natural discourse...by allnothing to rare for garbage
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"if it commands attention it's culture, if it matches the couch it's art" - robert williams
thanks for the watch!
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[I'm a gambler and I'm a runner,but you knew that when you lay down.I'm a picture of ugly stories,I'm a killer and I'm a clown.]
Slay:
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go to hell....it would have been Hemingway's dream
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