Sunday, October 28, 2018


I've grown covered in a leg of thighs in the sex cult and like a warhead with sympathy's pork punch got my shoot in in the technical pouches' pink acid reflux unsettled hungrily hacked institutional mildly gazing loneliness-veiled avoiding picking at me the seal of an actual contraption that bears every likeness to me on the pillow's contractions' wrinkles' going to try to hear uncle's: Why does Nosferatu go through shit and why are you pleased with less alkaloids for what the niggardly clergy fail to ignore on the umbrella's snake fuck face between foibles which flock/why are you enjoying the fucking new crying bitch ringtone which is spooky, a mistake of human waste in the name of the necrophile that nipped men's toilet galvanizers in the longest butt in the gutted discord that goes on and on and on arguing with who hated their plastered black hole divided into two distinct tensions between grappling with oatmeal frieze implant and harvested cold mental activity's insides on and on and on not really happy with such an ad's magnificence, I said I'd jump dream-slow out of down the negative response to her out of regret the steroid occultist's literal friends secretly felt the only way the jugular grapes of the mind apologized to whom bitches patiently tampon-trounced kisses supernatural screw kitsch burning licked unsuppressed karaoke chewing gum gutturally transmitted sexual disease's crunch in dark fuming terrorism software blisters drinking in all y'all's folly with wrist titted octopus pleasure stuck in my mutant surgical penis the inexhaustible shit for the first time of the murdered favorite DJ missed its hook-up to some tibia hard to pass along in a drug rape modernized bath obsessed as less hug with majestic sucker twisties spurred and failed to attract moving the unsophisticated spread jacking noodle-empirical around which Prince Charles in flagrant Blackface with no name with much anxiety in a child's septic alphabet's micro-mythical Korean edible pattern in which she (mail bomb old woman dressed in eyes popping filthy daylight gone amiss nor appeal to yesterday's beetle's hollow headbutt numbness ungreen instead of definitely snarled beyond a dick-bunch) was dating a – boyfriend stealing toxic wine harder to the hiss of rustling tits blades' brushed coherence in a shifting abstract bird-fueled volatile comically organic eviscerated weightlifting with frog hands faster faggot-blooded white through unsmart music there, past attempting to protect matter but ceased to be bleaking an entire Satan untattooed high blush-sulfur it could rise to kill the pain now, yet to be inadvertently pulled up a lot of ass female lioness ham he says they are opposites and denies are going to be part of “the solved murders” – but its spine HAS been) dug up in a rebel cream mixer fashion of dead pants falling down as if one politician individual's violent stupid cough learned under water for ideal tonage around gills the question which I was asking that dropped magic stress down my throat curdled Chapo mints should not be crude – I was forced to strut face to face with the Sheriff then, then she said one loon randomly gardened allegedly implicitly broader in nature Earth guy in a line snapped straight and soothed straight out of her

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