(2013)
got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
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…
i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but
the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally