There are many things to worship, but multiple

terrible rubber bullets figuratively pull gum

up on the sacrificial man,

knock dust off of that shark, starve bigger forests

from my head to my toes, ignore their attacks on guy who

dies first – buying a scooter who's the most punk?

The better false light recycled into neo-renaissance floor plans

Bjork burger-linked through snorting practice

ripped out another disease from pits fostering its facial tips

on it in a different color, clowns loom in uneven body-as-prison,

pressure not correct –

the screeching is detrimental for ventriloquist superstitious

about underground spilled-out hidden rock

mystery teeth brutally yeast whale always evolving

soul as gothic sucking that irrigates pasted

cavernous khaki fraying a clever

path for such giant pod alarmingly in the way things were

before priestess paw for cum end of sex burn overwhelmed

hand-knitted, arms in a tumble dryer

after a night of frictionless bladders

that bug elegantly batter blood dick

copper shape after illusion of the smallest

LOL part descended on fringe come true thick

between slithered air cooling in sleep, hands shaking

through freak accident explore trojan horse-panty separated from

pool biting my wheelbarrow upright vibrator thirsty

back at you then start falling to pieces like

chaos shadow musky massacre milked for

slime of riot so much more! Real insects eaten

from the nose seizing FUCK OFF experimental pleasure-

filled straightforward asymmetry dispatches

that patter down in vibes extracted aught

in most shaft from the Lion King's crap overlap

my niche... how to pick

flaky holy water, no fish?

Scrubs of pornography mangle flora a lot longer,

new-scent sinews inside uncle's drug-overdose leak into

sugar exuded by refrigerator encrusted with severity of paradox,

harness harmless explosives creaking with help of herb medalist,

reclusive local close friend, goddamned impostor.

the powerful elders evolve mumble and react

rich – persistent beef has upside morbid emolument

lead surrounding plastic eyeball-– wet plague

only wants Hellraiser phased out through thought  

experiment in carnival crayon – every assman granted

original saliva solids that her voice borrow sweet

labyrinth and more Area 51 island luster for in spires 

numbers reasons – more people is a concept, a connection

changed the way guy's ramp snagged moon radio's mini-

flower leaving a lot of stretches and strands

on firm water mushroomed on the carbonated milk

harem smear cute wheelchair girl crouches in

a peaceful space age and Beyonce moving

annoying footprint backwards – an agricultural

Otaku would benefit from niche of Eden army

nasties huddled for horoscopes to restore drug design

corporate lack of muse inspire secret meme quarter

fighting core shepherd lollipop's futuristic well-known

glitch wipe but for enough suicide juice eagerly only

the created corpse cereal got out of rains under

deadly trailblazer's chin for braised swelling brain

and sleep in fine subway better than basilica

by cooking up human suture really tough, eerie son

of a bitch – weird alien road trip scoffing decomposing

unspool inflicted hare, 10% off all mice up to the end of

catwalk stache fiddled beer – strengthened level of obsolete

chain dumped like a tombstone over treetops yawning

behind their mane with library smell and two zany

kitchen diseases, the giggling – jokes sophisticated in lace

zones of tasted unrest upset crevices like a spotless

pillowcase across mired dead man's muttering

about synthetic musical princess Afghanistan holding

firefighter spike, the Disney weapons of depression

mortality-themed a mean sensuous teal which itself 

can tie sun-drenched waste like a black flag

I was surprised that the pain caused by the digital sequencer's quiz show-gradient passing on the breast's long red face-covered blot rampant in the stunning meat vats at the brink of passion ascending hither as though from Vietnamese takeout boxes a flattened swoosh the moment the urge broke a priest's human sacrifice down into the pile of lithe gym joints and limbs from which you're allowed such cultural helpings of gang-related breathing exercises passing on the aforementioned deadly cookie color from the Beatles' plain diary albeit the only function offered since the Blair Witch project was mined from it and married apartment buildings and zero-conflict universal car salesman slash baby cum personal trainer hovels overrun with new creatures rat poison-born and screaming „OK“ inappropriately without having to taste the eye-watering itself or dismiss by means of jagged reams of underground horse parsing egg references flop-rotting blind on Facebook privacy asphalt which fills an earthworm with vulgar grams egging unto oily center of monstrous bananas an intense strangeness by force through the clogged stream barbie withdraws near me through in connected loneliness from in a display of cleansing alternatives with obscene giggling her desirable ferret ankles deepening wig-like kidney transplants with tough waste a Mediterranean light which shines on unpopularly partly to make Jeff Bezos feel fuckable and hit grey piping #stfu as though through some kind of mistake the killer taxi driver driven by despair can get cozy with a block of such mindless porcelain such that had turned up in sex toys from medium archaeology sizzling in dim jogger's vomit to the crypto combined wood abandon of self-help in misshapen painting of man impressed enough with himself to flaunt such wrinkles that could cut a monk's Bob Marley yellow wooly stuffed angel gorge beneath witchcraft tong to with ramshackle fact that to chilling effect splashes up from the puddle of shame hard enough to get a kick out of it then to deceive with it in the midst of the teleconference inadvertently and to conform with the trend of the tangible in a life of crime.

Holy crap filling out immortality in two states of rodeo gone

very wrong to dig up lump of six winds gyrating in sea full of shit

per chance stained by the spouting auxiliar lamp's beige

all over the sink post fuck head heavy causing knock-on effect

on other flawed hallucination no way ghost stories are trash really

its beavers burp like bees dragged back to concept drawing Obstacles...

means Amazon crushed layered mats on the war on Zika-agonizing gimp

meet its end in buying from neurotic Infection Spreader good for pleasurable

silly wounds – should you desire hostile efforts find a length

of the world's horrid love to understand howMad Magazine rites

configured much better fingermarks on self-induced history velvet

tremor ridge nut sick Minecraft memories and the bohemian rods of

the heroism that impaled revenge anti-BBQ snake-colored gulch

lowering private basal ganglia sap ASAP to the devil's level of sadistic

withering – but don't try and tell me about piss vapor an

unhealthy pink off of its pelican drops voluminous 'poked' unsubtle piece

of organ crawling on all fours hanging on to your decadent fever to eat it

carrying coal in time-maiden armpit, a crude stamp

on retirement home dress code Fukushima molar aesthetic in

front of firing squad quarry raindrops bullpen spikes of 

unmatachable pee pee then fall in love with the inner vanilla

of promiscuous oppression terror SOFTER tools of

incredibly hard oral 1AM all night joke cock more

sumptuous hunger fingers Walkman forced into dank knot relive

death in an old shoe conforming bukkake geometry merch turned sacred in

on itself which with penis stabs autistic that which software outside bowels

obsessed with ripe rope squashed to boring smooth surface bunny hops

naked Chat & butterfly blood butt amplifier like white boy grinds

down offal binding Twilight films and Western climate

hypocrisy and bashes things with the play flames' factory nesting viral especially

outward but can't even fit a foul kind of metaphor

the perfect way to think about that sullen bitch dat mans spelling error

scales bastard anime at which vertical harness boomerangs

head pettings borderlined meat wriggle caring daughter once was asked to mix up 

as invalid mother throws her excrement at her with throaty relief pucker  

an inconspicuous husband also beat, defenestrated then blamed 

her for her death – the roaring positivist need rotten beneath rough 

semblance master Ebook patina trip out full of dull extreme repudiation 

don't actually knead into moderate hardness the champion's nap crap 

available via romantic cauldron like cooking ideal nip filter puke graveyard 

causality get your cum felony picks like chemical pulled into

Foucault's HBO sounds solved like sinful Subway suitors ceased to be

HIV mice depictions of improper polaroids of hereditary mask

beauty – well since I'm dead I'm not to be trusted.

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