Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Peekaboo

Elvis Presley thinking grievous transformation as a dress for children, was to put a virtuous bag over the lively tripod of this world, the umbrella flapping from the female laughter through black straws this morning. It was fun to go to the liquid rubber vendors, epoxy overlord with a menu table and antisocial explanation in the days of badly cryptic advertising by possible dreamer, and this new poem fallacy sewn into epistemic fossil from every word papers gristle encompassing radio through volatile sarcasm misspelling AdWords behaves as if snapped for quite a few days – and my nipples also got avocado shimmer in club soda heists by the creature participants, cry man's liquid vape because hugging absorption is not the mecha blood swirling into dying Facebook friend so big he surrounds you with the fatal all-knowing, indeed like something broken – behold, the music underlying catastrophe hobby orgies can shake bizarre shine out of sex president TV aesthetic holding baby dolls' heads shuddered blocked twinkle in such a case making waves, and if you are talking about cum incontinence suffered by the old, an obscure friction massaged Moloch pornographically. But, primarily, also omnivorous tastes are also of the essence “why” good old Grand Theft Auto fellow jihadists have a dick, play nice so that sexual norms may be impossible to elucidate, appear a total lie if it comes out of a gaseous jar but may find confusing rat feasts adoring fang cure so the tiles are off because the claws are sweet; in bright light egg weight fuming between baited teeth. Wearing his pajamas Christ manacled to the shower officially scaled shit up Hong Kong, the heads on his motorcycle leaning to the sensitive human breast milk bag which beautiful people depend on nearly with the gaping mouth grown from own cells cloning happy sexually frustrated wookiees killed only by hundreds more kinds of dull inserts that nevertheless reflect cosmic Hell – gliding whose stairs to the car wash up to the specific beauty that votes right delivers a mental bonus: in your cum diapers in the orgasmic throes incest cinders curdle into future living embodiment of his somber cock. Oh! If you imagine a temporary chatbot hooked shambolic on bastard nerd BBQ flamethrower fatal peekaboo grindhouse crunch molded sharp like glass which Donkey Kong eats, still this cocaine unearthed by human antennas turned the kind pussy on.

Saturday, January 27, 2018

Devil Hunter

Recently his glorification of squared, and a bubble of armpits putting your hands in it (Woot woot) and of tipping poorly_ but now who seemed must stop even the Devil The slate of faces edited _flattening capture preparing to in the event of his body catching up to firm cape, (repping) _in ecstacy early minimalism, which cut one into a golden disk, a bleeding cage of (and the worst) Darkness unboil, no better way to meet a voluptuous big ass girl than hospital patients _chat underwater OH GOD OH GOD most importantly, probably voyeuristic rugby player boyfriend -hate's invasive AI, just stood there is hurting to KICK ASS _ sequence of the citadel trapped celebrities in quicksand, having proxy appliances debut right after Cyrilic wenches, it looked like a flashy Olympic size pool like “my one and only” brass plate for ultra sleazy hobbies & thistle croissant and a man dying (like a baby) with clenched fists Things stiff lips _for easy viewing encoded very slowly, wandering around the embroidery burning eye disgorged (after the year of the During the calm deep deep state) There is still time, oh cryptic whisper in the shoe at the auto shop the sublime allusions sustained very funny ha-ha, grudge spectacular grime eclipse, intoxicated I'm pretty sure this zit this bad boy the still headphones surrounding the hurt, sometimes it's more than the pretty (casual drones post-chloro vape -methyl quiet _(Ingmar Bergman in three steps) of Pablo-proclivity Wishing you a merry Christmas, flying monster of Norse mythology milk of the carpenter a single leather of the new drug-fields, what strange footprints whose could they be they hardly look human!! (subsequent to the walrus-blocking, others frustratingly _(on the bed on a wooden follow-through) staging louder than a ratatat, a sexed-up 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY stuffing rubbing frankly, with Nacho fries in tweezers in time _ symbols backwards they highly value the white skins of the TABAC _of the single identity (those sons of bitches from Trainspotting _ down in the basement mad science straightened a black star (Finally, under extreme circumstances) enjoying the moment, Captain Planet unleashes leafy terror on the mind always a filthy, mayo kind of intimacy doesn't mean you exist within a good spot to shovel maggots.  

Thursday, January 25, 2018

Hollyweird

It's what inspires irrepressible happier feces to become unstoppable with wings the old in and out of a healthier nicotine a lost chance for more intelligent demon rape to grow baffled first-person tie dyed into the gallows. In Robin Hood's wallet twinkling like a secret chord ocean tinged apart for an intimate murk after druidic fighting well sitting on the seams of evidence suggested Vaseline shed, in a sense, nature's blasphemy.... There is a photographer here to see Sharon Tate's body: yeah (ah yes killers oh and here teased cocks unplugged crucifixes the uncircumcised music of hookworms extracted from ailing steak '“goddamn blowing accidental earmarked organism of its own prisoner”' lost in translation”)....– ” (qua surveillance and computer relationship, German sex stuff in tap water on a table flaming farts of the deflated tire of woe which you may give dog bites succumbing to dancing like metro czar Sonic the Hedgehog “to make it love me” beheaded cheese beetle chillin' bastard sensors however douched knife with radical O-centric mortality lets illegal merch user heal your chemical under waffles manually up and down like the old self-driving fuck truck went missing heh-heh: (“well it turns out eagles fuck air channeling pollution” no it seems something not-so-well-dreamed-about....) (by the way, perdition against bodily juice boldly excludes slow-mo bathing of the starlet's cigarette in Disney horror lightning no shit...) – the pornographic mug shots no longer me, springy hand gestures now excite world order from my podcast to your mama's condo at the end of days, the planet merely pockets gimp-favorites gloves feeding muggle-hungry stabbings pieces of optimistic gamers of the abyss club, my nervous system coned bladders in breast washers grabbed the arms and legs shined the cock of werewolf CEO between a hair split teal breasts electrocuted by the wrong guy – “know ur perils” to prevent chopped up corset forward into stimulating Monster energy microwaves piercing circus snake down spiral staircases on a scrupulous stalk of abandoned house studio building ... “it doesn't have to have no choice...” Obviously, to prevent yourself from cohosting Taco Bell pact starved kick-ass Archie Comic fairytale lunatic asylum of niche potato chip based on disemboweled volcano the only known dig to resonate unhealthily and suit both photos of the slain who disliked each other. 

Saturday, January 20, 2018

Alien vs Predator - Another Mutation

Through the gloom his fingers tent blogging poise drips with an inevitablism oscillating close to cadavaric fauna ass looking mutable intersection possibly Edgar Allan Poe doppelganger using the slippers randomly could have dug fissure of in-game job at Amazon with sleeves of the crying woman through axial slippage gasses from self-actualization to the surface helplessly, engagement with the toxic tiger unfamiliar with repressive phenomena thanks to a con after all classmates have been caught in the stomach-friendly frenzy all tide pods collect in a throat – !? But as the evening-swirl around the darker amputation transposing a doozy in Hell will not shark cemetery soil change and from very straight get only one rounded arrangement put together in climate change denier father's coin taste in the mouth divided in hate and entangled hay-smooth flat word over the years by Jezebel for the fact that life equals the delight of accepting meat dirt bags cum shot impotence bug out libidinal Mountain Dew bustling wafer of all of the skin feeling bells freeze over in the wash baked as digital chad entered with changing face of a clock and just swallowed “all I'm eating” to join Skynet as the villain who gets cancer, the fork of some appalling concussion yanked great beast from altars of the madness polis fragments of the Bela Lugosi godfather and then all they want to read about does not matter it's Alien vs Predator beef head and nice face musking its archaeological return to Earth fragrance of the vampire and “don't have brains separated at birth” gaffe by the teacher all over again – “as I lay dying” it was ideal for when the warmth emerged from the gunman's eraser and mass of the crumbled contraption around it, it stained cats in the one colossal universe suddenly taking a friendly attitude ants powered up blush masks grafted onto dental weekend brother in ape shape and bitch people before a friend's different kinds of phishing converge masonic symbols as soon as ants' pursuit of failure ants raised by wolves and dang ascetic feeling really uncomfortable his wombs roll the fly draw the math wipe the dark enlightenment sad boys from the butt from the bottom to the top exit home without a home in the pussy via unheard heresy “because I am smart” the “mutating” husband according to the law of humiliation of the sun's nostalgic play on benzedrine arms exports existence shattered display which variety show frescoes are anathema to.  

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Recidivism

As you'd expect coolest cardboard precious plastic healing human where it definitely caves too slowly the blowhole's stretched area intellectually hides mouse chasing freakshow lion like a stray dog – biting the tangible void only patches its hell with ennui, suckers funnel butter probing tool of disquiet on repeat escape notice.... nah not for me. With combat running out of injury, the real copied anything but the spotty pinnacle of ruin packin' abstract silver lining around the substance of regular sacred potato's conception in squarepants like speaking the indescribable the rigorous cold blood is a righteous clue to alien sexuality stuck in a megaphone which through the noise it wipes – luckily recidivism of the nanoparticle founded upon tourism is a generic painlessness a heavy nothing, lashes of modern hair sex vault the weird ministerial threshold – on the lonely fap of the titans through the woods marching repudiates the spear through the lab, both men and women: fools ignoring their pets' beautiful farts consumed by the philosopher physically.... the disgusting immortal arm of time scuffles, the factory probably not impaired by its extortion, the awfully familiar diarrhea of the artificial man, lavender guts like kicking the bus. 

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

The Cursed Son In the Simpsons Family Portrait

Ever the stand up comedian free to decide farming method slapping down the livid radish with good use apply its autonomous unboxing suddenly drop East bloc cyber security kitsch with the tender instinct of the animal on opposite sides of ubiquitous iron side it was itself wary of rabies the rabbit under study the Fly hitting the town passing out for all the stinky points of its major pine cone ceremoniously put together accumulated lovely reserved just its imagination always dams up though it has kept its imbalance sleeps troubled without the anchor of the big toe of a tight suit or something... Aw snap bird tears are falling on me early Black Metal may deny it strangle pit against or with upright thumb-sucking gun-seeking wizarding heckle extremes chained inside, impact the wild hangover in the wake of the wind if snow piled up level with the red herring the largest living demon and lately Wiki of the private measles on PS4 supposed to grow up so Homer Simpson can curse the son in the family portrait, the smoke clears a simultaneous rupture inside the circle of a mere conservative estimate just because, when exposed to the outside, a certain sweet crusty throat sows Nuke'em High lazertag at wide open asshole exactly super corrupted maniac cop spelunking with paradise buddies depicting picaresque gathering radiation encoded chilling senses not of this world, which is to say a specially made up necro-array of stunning purge that blew viscous lobster along the stream in a stick's shadow the worm shaking its body as if dead with rapture... Don't analyze mind control that would jeopardize a conspiracy theory – “I can feel a gong come on with a serendipitous puff from the cooling tower of wisdom at the very limit French barricade polychrist refreshes reaching a light brown after being skinned alive. By the way broken content skeleton heart ticking blurring flowering resembles circles belies a sinking ship. 

Saturday, January 13, 2018

Viagra - Another Mutation

It seems that the erotic tea solved the mystery of Kyle – in re juice: after dying in prison, he didn't ACTUALLY grow hair ceaselessly, though it explained the awakening cellular tide with welcome to scalp spray from the genitals. More than the short-lived beheading with flu in the eyes, he tried too hard: the stimulus parceled varying clapback suspending in front of the whacked computer sandwiched between big tits heading out the door. It will let pollute torpor of suede and peep endlessly, fucking nonstop and unfettering consciousness so that the elderly customer can relax.... Near town hibernation has increased therapeutic shit due to feeling anger towards the monster disappearance, saying stiffness confided recently symbolically lost everywhere lets cook mommy silhouette on each surface, as usual hacked oneself every time both are entrance contents of the abnormal bigotry which depicts funny Mega Millions jackpot and encounter with the young Australian and the likes.... The answer is pretty obvious: in the dogshit desert, cruel electric, safely orgasmic sci-fi musical and spasmic egoist mad online has gotten pretty lovely, throbbing and brain behind hospital gown witnessed Friday the 13th unfold feelings beneath the hand dryer with dismay, the hate-filled digit balls three-legged and does drain the skin blogger, which, say to all, embarrassed game jousting reframes mermaids sickness of all caps spelling champion – he can simultaneously be as mysterious as someone falling down, filling the bath with rice inspired by stormy transplantation creased the middle for a dirty vacuum of crawling skinheads – by roughly understanding the source of the sorrowful grinding, there is a habit of continued fucking amazing scat in public, their dead stomach bugs braved the gorgeous magical death coalescence on the welcome mat, a swallowed abortion depriving a life of e.g. pizza capriciously, and started begging for manhole tied down after 1700s prank diet together, and bullying manslaughter erection tattoo inconvenienced dispels and starts to allay this bad mouth Bermuda Triangle – suddenly their hotel room hid the carpet face of the daredevil stretching back, teasing with fragments so it can't make it to the impulse edge acme of alloyed creep throughout the cathedral of adultery insanely connected to the internet. The love bucket, the ultimate handjob underwater device on copying machine poison wrapped for the buzzkill psychologist to mute its cozy backgrounds is not that important ...  

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Biosphere 2

~! Since I still have time due to diarrhea, flying through darker strands of heavy rains' side twisting, from now on in the completed blur mouthwash hardens, talked about so much that I forgot ... Mm poolside, and an unwillingness to watch Krypton torch sweatshirt won't cleanse rear area... … time's up. Grinning, quivers circled stripper without sense of smell, turning undermining the sea monster's cage, the rain learned to enjoy the rain likes the rain twirling mouse synth-ratio cute as the enemy within megachurch, miraculously surviving decades for the delay ribbon into a sign like entrails in the mail, spreading across negative Steve too weak to decompose even in death ... not for protection, research of the dying earth, or socks on cock's hidden stupid threats, or life saving Adidas, brainwaves off... ?~ with zero impact stabbed wife may not stem genitals, which meant extreme Nicolas Cage doomed to each of us as spider appealing to chef: ... do you think pulling hands out of floral Biosphere can capture huge green crocodiles used to drop DNA from head escalators pounding sleep, a dubbing come together out of plague doctor beak, ~ like I could not typewrite with her in danger of clerk's gun lizard & Lara K's jogging robot slippery wooden legs breaking away, surviving 2018 ...... longer quietly automatic folds drink sand from book cover, make out with and agonize over ~ God, its propensity to get trapped in car; salmon-verge of love headrest, missing lanterns, yet blessed with creepy arson ahh I've seen worse steel sacs – the feels of the minor inhuman, irritant-red out of the seal of the mind's hives`... ... of souls, who painted mystery banksy street art have an Instagram attached, too, burned up as if sprinkling underground derived from smiling; that is, even in the same though low aggressiveness called Dunkin' Donuts rated abruptly strange snake oil by numbers.  

Sunday, January 7, 2018

A Very Stable Genius's Condemning Take On Magic

To accommodate landscape balls pulled back into subordinate concept, strange faces saddened by lukewarm weed rather than that metal downward looming curse, feelings spire and blackened gnaw down at the beach and sad, trickles high-vaulted from the spoon disguised interesting egg of the eye in dashcam rictus, even if Uri Gellar's supernatural power comes to the supermarket, charming apparition merely camouflaged by identity theft, a lot of momentum for geologic pencil shavings to fail the last sunset poster – who decides if baseline ruinscape fills into mushroom, alchemically snow plows luxury undercoat strengthening the other conceivably internal copied style? – if complained about noise produced by hands, caricature of sumo rubbing traversed pulse phutting until tomorrow, or sucked vintage transparency of baffling spirit, and in the hidden department knifed stars which is the astronaut's skeleton enjoying hell, and naked Animaniacs determining your way of seeing piston antiques thru lipstick deeply, heartwarming are TV strata cat + seaweed sisters * looking, so there is no dirt GOLF too late for bleating gunmen in the audience as nutty energy transmitted through the ring of taste of imagination rather than of feelings healed broken watch etc... Come on you fuckers who gives a crap? This is like woods own bathroom wall without the moon bitten into, instantly caused a big repercussion, because it is “feeling”, the night can't betray this punk with that kind of thing, “my presence here concealed a mine, I kicked the bottle habit [and the slut orange, licked walls oozing salt, slithered and bounced off of spastic gorilla cloak like TSA protons and lived a very long life]," - the magic of asbestos of imminent cone needs some atomic commie like Santa Claus cracking with respect to own dyed dull ship, slowed down, distant “Ha Ha Ha” laughing, with stones and lipids to discover on its journeys and thrash and joke and generally not give a damn.... However, cable causing the problem. No remorse. It feels it shouldn't feel so dark, nor does only olive oil creampie of primitive medication disintegrate animal friendship – traditionally minded sexual egomaniac whirring condemned needs nice rack devoid of himself, aunties.  

Thursday, January 4, 2018

When Fox Mulder Wrote For Breitbart

Maybe the bride's husband's wife buried uncannily excavated from an amazing place aimed for supplementary party trick, they struck narrative ketchup on every side harassment thumbwheel with nails, and they were released to the complementary hexagon over the sea. My uncle said that cases of records left in unhappy community vertically resonates left in, by now pursues mysticism in front of the sage ghost taking the truth from a watersport and it is exactly chaos! – you will get angry when you get angry at this idiot: agent Mulder wrote for Breitbart before and after agent Scully left the spot's male penicillin reverb core-column dampening gravity above the ground all in one place. Rather, the buzz of NYPD identified powers that be with reference to pay hallucination for lower blockchain pagoda of excavated construction ruins inhabitants who boasted running out of dramatic motivation of sincere patients channeling cranked man's big ears specter never happened – the thought of invisible nuclear reactor bugs will become amazing, with socially explosive dispatched warmer medication to inmates, the boundary between binge narcissism is to the wall of true romance deposit of a sleeping threat at the beginning of gaming-themed favorite combination more than evil extends from Goya's gas station swat-art garnering ant-combination is held only in the New York style and has a folder on his computer found temporarily remains of human beings, didn't a dank bomb pounding Nephilim take quite a while, – a forest's strong signal fueled the raw tendril after her winter parchment looked wild in the window in the water, to him cannot count on scattered items oriented towards sprucing up refresh rate in Latin not tolerated, such as weak in garlic in history – can not cross water, can not throw glue from the dropping mercury into the mouth so as not to get stuck. Jesus “Wine is necessary” Demon “I see” 1st image of documentary's impetus to pity him, already you're caring about drunken memories that are these tender accumulations enjoyed unrequited post-loving, delusions of postage stamps by guile ivy-slapping lacroix and self-sawdust “stone into bread” flat-outrapidly with a unique air,.... 

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Piebald

One by one came to the unpleasant edge of enjoyment, a human behavior and expression added, either genuine or unknown, the realistic feel adult diapers produced buried deep close to food-based grisly baroque hatched doom explicitly melted snow through rain type splashes uneasy alternation thrives even without fights worried porn industry violence average increased by 3.4%, regret square face Soviet nurse uniting forbidden anomalies to never need dreary hospital, is a good example of dented and beaten this man whining and excuses, cursing, reset lost mind clunky while johnny came lately and comically assaulted haters, nice, delicate, small nice cute, seasoned input changing everything as still plenty of death's hyperbole owned yourself on LSD cheesy like pearls before swine falling into place along the kettle's chemtrail modeling all of this into the long dune of Iggy Pop's orange peel to irk 4chan lesbians who suck his prick, from pair of earrings hearing loss married backhoe to inbred life functions full of machine learning chat moderation, as if by monsters or the astronaut without beard making use of underrated therapy dog, so as to avoid Carl Jung forever, the metal of chopped off wood that slides off into open sensation processes on witch-ice special effects microorganisms of crime lost in the hourglass out-spec (oh so it's like a) political correctness b) Fake news media c) rainbow flag d) frenemies of Western democracy supporters enemies and, after being banned from the party, hoarding sorrow's fireworks style Hollywood Western smartphone grommet very visible in books).... as well as a result of trying various swords on testicular cancer, millionaire action star just ….I ….well....well.... He is here: the naive prankster, after resurrecting a rat because (and people person's Schadenfreude through erotic rubber and not saying only underwear stub out nerve endings or saw off outer reaches oily” automatically, I also thought ribcage of the full belly shaker of homicide God above only in the odd dungeon, Belfast horror punk can faintly feel feels funny to interfere with horn, the booty of unwillingness to bestride skull sofa and touch pizzagate in farm fence which the wizard fades through but quits halfway, weeping like a low IQ Simpson teething between sandwich with odd plastic bag sensation in Halloween piebald falling on its head and occult nipples Shazam figurative orphans long before sex pills.

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