liquid royalty
Been puking for days, lost in alleyways that go nowhere and are just purgatorial corridors back to another culdesac and my ball sack smacks against yr anus; yr anus sucks them in and coats them with chocolate. My dick spews semen vanilla into the orifice/s; at the office it was all a different story, what with paperwork and net gross mambo dumbo. And at least the plush mediocre leather modern monolithic fabricated emulation of a seat was comfortable. So I collected the bank transfers and all was well with my studies (which included: high stakes gambling, trendy cryptocurrency font usage, history of prehistory, & oceanic beyondness)... So I guess you could say I was living the nightcream and all was laserbeams in my eyeballs of mind-magazines & every thought materialized at lightspeed: the dimensions of one’s mind.
So the sun came out and all was wonderful for everyone in town, basking in their own concept of self-integrities; the gale came blown upon like wild sour apple berry lemonade flowers burnt by the lasers of everyone’s eyes beaming into the skies; with flame and love: light flaming up into the skies, light flaming skies. & the aluminum foil butter biscuit crumbled via the skies, and it landed right into their pipes! They started inhaling fumes like the good people whom smoke cars (but they live up North!), and all were intoxicated with the carbon, becoming more of what they already were! More human than human!
Felt like was gonna dye into clear and finally be at peace with the whirl of the wind.
Simulate amalgamation outroduction.
Par, Stefan baise des murs 2020-2021
a dream of artistic interpretation
Dark during the day,
The night is the night,
Rock and roll muzak playing, the cowboys walked in. The japanese women elite select special severance. One was named Tamii and all the pics in her account were in greyscale.
The red horses were a galloping on the skies eye
Tornado mindspilt parenticide
Gothchild freedom
Fucking in a car
You never murder anyone on your wedding day.
Tremolo waved slow motion staccato tape dwell rotary triangle, vomiting on the side of the highway, NIN playing on the stereo as we contact the natives thru the television, a gesture beholds a spirit. Firewood all gathered up for selection, still life background; blood on the feathers, multiple eyeballs on the animal, an open space, a structure.
Greenscreen eyes, skeleton floating in the isle.
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