(2014)
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
bring me things to break myself upon till
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
we are nearly always a world which almost
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
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