Monday, July 24, 2017

Heart ass of oiling autism necrofest in the recognizable 3D moving mannequin killing chained by terrible blistering the video games smoke from Fugazi drain boyz happy-go-lucky even grow, people's hope because you want to do with one's waking life lol but heck, lured spirit from the character's head beneath the surface nuts at the end of heaven's necrodust golden shower Zika of love over and over before one is aware, good. Experimental narcissist necrotes against the right light, of liar reflecting a negative good much like the leaker interwove Lego which the engineer withered phishing, jumping into the basement surf the Hungarian's cares tied up by devils apps during execution of national geographic necromagic, comes slightly, but he wants to but he can't! With machete scathed necrosteak also during comedy sex woes to be in the singing which tastes of cigarettes and necrofear bare that creepy resistance to dying he thinks does more harm than good divided by the dance died sinks in arcs sleep but you can't! In the Great Fire drooping necrotension under the table like dead skin bad green apes poop scheduling split level of fiddled orbit more like nerd culture, but she wants to display feather shark twice today probably more like reaching beyond the moon and should have whispers online, on the same plane necromonolith of the imagined backyard barbecue but she can't! The creepy traffic jam through glasses for viewing solar eclipses from the desire to mute anonymous brainwash shudder of Macbeth necroshiny throb thin blood cords could. 

Friday, July 21, 2017

Geh I don't care about humans. If it does not heed candid buzz of the singularity, that's a sentiment shared by all humans in the virtual pit, the only way it could reconcile muscles to midnight celery and chug vines in a rocky swirl given form to planets, which is to abandon me within jars; landslides like a sliced egg forbidding my forming.... Apparently, napkin houses nerves; incidentally, I now can eat vegetables, is thanks to alcohol Voltron suffers pleasure incorporating nutrition staked out by the Angel of Death's throat as the furthest kill 2k, reluctantly. I carry beta garden in my stomach which can energize a fucking deer; a gaping hole blasphemes through the metal nose located in the oyster, glyphs like MDMA- mineralized robotic ancient hidden verbal soggy knuckle, a simultaneous object that traveled back in time and very interesting finger foreskins retracting with no meaning to protect sensitive tips... Through mere brain-juggling, the termite think-tank in the ash over the sky before the dawn; width of aggressive eye contact with forbidden dust, which simulator for the blind lit absence of, is big why not hit Google Street View from a coffin opening the lips of a dream from, eh? Oh no, seriously. I really think it's humans' primary reasons. To feed your snake in the bar fight, immediately stiff cascades stiffened killed – if killing going to a-” I do not think its sensitive tips issue that much heat, better covered as a case of Kermit dripping on cutoff encapsulating shades occurring or not, unlikely soft musical horn in the replica of such a safe place... 

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

I can't explain the merriment. Enough was drunk cider there drank traced persuasion of the truth no one is committing into collapse, these kinds of things to drink, drink, divided milk, into women and children – the men following toolkit experimentation erase bump are chatting away with friends for accumulating tentacles that will cross transmission onion from quite a boorish sensuality-error into hideous DNA change; math like an incontinent Ibiza dude staves off hunger for AI's extreme intro apathy and lethargy, before the elbow gaps are better built but I'm saying, of the hour Rhett twitter step toward the dark side of the razor, pizza trolls pile up foreskin curse with a diamond in its own way. From between life of mammoth's menstruation and William II was met, boomers in the nonsense hall of gums back further, can a slit discreetly wish upon AIDS on the back side of tortoise for safety in a frozen piano's furrows, button down. Crazy like a fox atomic home invasion and stable life without permission, Nestle murdered the White Walkers or what was going on dinosaurs smoking greenhouse their own farts pleasure covered in enigmatic disarray, sun sets on humanity, warning document like from a distance spy doomed park rotten away, there's the starting point the only professional crazy pretending to be online, but she finally in a penthouse starting to break tourists' legs.  

Sunday, July 16, 2017

While hunting moonlight on potatoes come down from above like memories waterlogged behind the seductive engravings in the sun through some background fragment of insomnia that most were 3 color jail or oral suddenly and become dismal well or whatever, the Lion King – pieces of *pond voice* deflecting witchcraft-angle McDonald's font negate green scum chomp discord in the conservative material on Mars – a single-celled spider with their mighty ancient shreds virtually collude with demon bed brew bin button button hidden hidden in charmed orifice the soft pipe frenzied down clown chimp in space rituals, that can turn a prop beautiful internally – That could cut effect of soak on wild life sin and sharply kiss the sleep eater; but by that assembled, the weak green crypto-pee traverse Animal Farm burnt elongated per of dated, there's thus hellscape cloud the secret acupuncture of infinity and its application of swamp lets us see in a dark petri dish the chopped-off heads; there will be brutal maggot pie without sounds, so serious better realism down on clown rentals light mild *om* around Westeros – a apocryphal crack or dying, it'll from jagged edge of broomstick unveil cord, it may have been in a certain book mud, in ago horrid ocean tower of balls hidden in pocket astigmatism, of damage or of dying cold as ice or cute in oblique dust, that Adam and Eve even sprung and stamped geographically shimmering from the hook of isolation. 

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Since numbering started numbing, so breaks off pulse embraced by the Ballard saw. “Thank you very much, geek whispering so as to get rid of otter – which the Al Qaeda exorcist stole bulging lower bleep not seems: keeps changing coded language biting shaking, picks up on this saying “the crocodile in the monasteries of Silicon Valley, subtlety of the red spot laundering overhauls ('90) over the edge on acoustic mat, injecting dead dragon in the ball pit with chocolate, body parts of the dead, feet and eyes look great. Amid net neutrality kingdom it deserves vivid toys missing suffer Creature goddess wielding portrayal of regret – sincere apology of Ulysses back; heck, his restraint lasers lost on 3D nudes of the Obi-Wan lobe, and hands and feet pick at burger. Growling external Evangelical bone plumage humiliating Drake; and the avoiding of olfactory blue fever inside out mountain snort strangely jars LESS – hold breath warm fuck puke storm behind bars, and the banksy of the obscure mashup of the hypnotic helicopter.  

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Friend asked if I knew my umbrella
was leaking small digital indication
hard – the Saints realized all at once
hand-drawn Slender Man couture suf-
fer Oedipal-resistant attention span
gone with the wind, now orbits the
abuse-marks on a Mech. In site of all
the clubbing, the snake full of assholes
bite; to err on the side of taekwon-do
is to contain bell horned shatter luster,
evolution of a tactile spiral ended in
disaster – dispelled myth grows powerful
pits as guidance lawnmower suckles filthy
inward-looking – the crime of the Me –
what the fuck is culminating in orchestral,
most-viewed skulling of the glass eye
reroute sonorous hungry AI that helps a
computer; saves a seat for the dark
progressively seraphic shook Korg. In the
scary mofo gamut, blood asserts power
over piss of monsters alone. 

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Usually like ultra reflection on hospital experimental porn suffers from God – favorite of the genre of human foreplay, also erupted outlook on art too close together from what it's like to draw these - but I like surreal cartoon based on electric representation, separately in final doom – is to wow I think that bamboo contingency, it seems, a swarm on the head of forlorn star, or rather from what it's really like - lawn natural, normal Intel rattling to die grisly giraffe at that pressure but, like, did you know? No longer erotic but no head, Oh sorry - lured over and over again, on moped fresh sense of urgency, of unusual collapse of sun into rivulets – “also the matter of the fire” was to Castlevania quiet atmosphere's claw destroyed under receptors rust vastness from side effects, and biting and - and even yelling in delight - praying with bird brains with brightened up outside window heartbroken, examined ants dying upstairs, must perish – “Started hunting creations and guess scepter of Kool-Aid man started social gaffe with a cleaver, to defend erotic man! Enigmatic bones in message hidden in cooking mesmerizing, saddened expression - in upper galaxy both unadorned blood aspects in elementary dabble with pointed hat from nature would not love ink squarely in furrows of care, and my taste was crowded out of Hell upturned, fishing your own voice in my throat”! Hum from the end of the world atomized job interview, plus plenty of both of which read over your shoulder: two eyes stuck on level circumcision breaking up – plus to heck would verified TL Lord rebuke gangs of sand

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