Like never done drinking with cramps localized by the digging of a two-faced carcass murdered parched, sniffing shit baked on a little blanket into a firmer curl, deserving each other past the mounds. Chainsaw pumpkins a curvaceous epicenter and queef through the gapmouth until relaxed. The same bedroom wind as of teenage vomiting. Obsess over the rust- and yellow-filled tic until she gains water. Throw shade on the fool's head rotted through. Dotted calm tiger. Semi-regular, stern pestilence. Ah, wanking, I watch the earth spew anew. A romance starting. A worm staring towards its own mouth parts. Horseshit as opposed to kisses. Lay on hands through all the fucking. The majority of society accesses madness shaken. I want that for my baby. Sending my neighbor a broken ludicrous bubble. Fiddling our sour derivatives and differences and yet gathering little to hate. Alone Mary Poppins wiped an infinite wriggling engine; tragic gross pussy behavior, in a gown. Like the spirit of a black sheep, a crap left inside you. Abortive wedging of solid hard turds! What if with the clever tongue of cunnilingus the camper suddenly props themselves up on an elbow, dreams up some blunt dedication to the abrasive udder's beef bra egg soft winking? We're keeping ourselves out of the morning. The quiet glacier below holds back then plops. A deformed child struck by a car. A pig sitting up sick, raking that pink ash. The least attractive sardine, squashed. The celebrity doesn't bother the pinball with a single cause to blend into the garish background. The thin-lipped horny princess playing with ordinary meat. Money farmed from unused fertility. The naked emperor praised for his meaningful outerwear. Bipedal around rank supper blown to bits in a shopping center on the herd of MNTDEW islands medium mental health purple. Put down then silence yourself.

Who does not fall into my arms, their backs stretched, a demonic

withdrawal of injection pooping burst: pillars shrinking strangely.

He enjoyed dogs, found a hole, an intimate expanse. Feels both in

between come together in a massive sack. Sitting on women before

screaming, hung spiked like a funny face – the nurse under the faucet

sees that specter of the rattlesnake and saws it in two, sucking at each,

her hungry mouth a spoon punching potholes, gumming with

so flaccid a light bunched below on badly reflecting maggots.

A nostalgic drone given permission to prophesy in the bug pleasure ring

using supernatural dreams and unconditional love with the sauce on such

addictive fuss like a slap in the face by the sex machine, pointing

at my favorite chemicals – surfeiting the thingy – I die in a toilet grating

with color, its neck foreshadowing full moon chin at night, fire extinguisher

eater: dull plant sandwiched between a sexuality tailored toward adult

horse to have fun picking at yourself and a lithe root of false bushfire

between her legs, raw warm water of pale matter squeezed in an impudent

sticky air hug... Increasingly, my ass like threatening cheekbones lays an egg.

Casually crap. Elderly husband reaches across foul silhouette from ladder – things aren't there. The funniest sorrow delivers appreciation for deer. A man who fucked. Father and son, one of her favorites; through death the last hot breath, somnolence at the end of the world. To the host's stolid horror – a zinger. Asshole submerged into self? Cherish the social clogging that is causing a crab-wise political slithering – couldn't move, sewage out of lungs I kinda take in my wet hand, plus grease harassing the long thin mass parked inside of you. Next door I'm cutting a sheet of pigments with pruning scissors. You recognize the images in waves. Look up, at the airshow; cha-cha through the day/in poo (spiritually) where opposites are truer per person on thin ice. The hard-to-get dominatrix, in the zone ….. pales, in monochrome knitwear, in comparison, talking, power-trampling watermelons just to curse them, boxing within a limited ring – through no division, quiet handjob startled and reverse-enabled balloon of semen catching fire, gnarled to a drop: pouring in at you, stripped of matching contents (look at it go!) and falling like gas on my feet ….. Asshole puckers into cynical expression. Ornament fills ruined tunnel of longing, which repeats without shaft. Laid bare in the dark truck. Blistering in her throat. Longer and longer until nerves connect. The ugliest word: „camping“ Whose interior decoration did the disgraced actor scroll past its funny, polished blandness in the deep-sea morning ... ?? It's a phase, the blood pressure forces a nod from me with deviant grace. A dog's thinking a demented thought, can't spare any melancholic kicking. A young thug smiles. A high-pitched tinkling sound. 

Protecting dick and balls, a fish sucks.

Survives on getting identical wives body-snatched. Through thoughtful

vandalism, neither NASCAR drunk driver quits. Under the

smoke sack, I just could have wanted red spandex in Siberia,

run that lobster sleep-passage.

Gotta check this dome out:

Walk through it. An intern of just stupid bashed gum was taken

with mumps through its filter, lust high-fived bullshit cake....

Showcase mysterious sweetener after agonizing meridian

gone off her tattoo. Getting maid fired, I didn't expect a mudslide.

It's your mask's turn to listen cranially, over-adopted Atomwaffen

thot crooked needle at the powder's stump: hot bodies of lascivious

UFOs will serve my Chinese booster horribly. Groom copper wiring,

shock half-romantic orifice.

Ready our sobbing with frog sneer in front, fire fuck

square of a pregnant pop pickled like a twinkle in hell stapled shut

with a muah.

Couple stands up during sex. Still strongly capsized.

Eye contact during a huge shit. Tanning from a window.

The hardest thing about a sensitive stick, a whale gummed back on its tentative aquatic clown's arrow; then whatever the hell.... or the soap head on a liturgy of devil big toe triple pack tapered empty: a comfortable electric obscurity filling your good rack, rotting inside –you're trying to recall sunbathing: the freedom of brewing reaching bleary excess (memories of hating you!) and it shows.... when in just getting to be an out of control handmaid's cucumber! one can't believe it shines again; can anyone I've saved a snot for to do crimes over find it sexy, and with a salacious howling caress the really winter-like middle! those unexpected roaches, the healthy people, that mournful studded alien up a tree.... desert speeding past contiguous butt cheeks, creme in a delicious hell caged by structural fingers blown off then taped to the dryer, a disappointing pipe but still useful...as through the stretching abomination in dungeon cool and massive reindeer queues an intimate asthma drifts (she regrets not brandishing her pussy disproportionately, stink-force canal without the body exalting a dark lost eye, popped gritty pill, wearing eyeliner like a crossed line of intense walled whiteness to light background thirsty baroness recreated from ugliest woman alive: love me, too, phony destroyed roommate figure, spray new awfully hot cum in the hands of the wretched shooter, cursed nude, already credible landfill's hidden gems are vanishing, tires slashed like webs circumvented by wild ink... sputter out our sacred deal the way the intractable organ was suddenly felt to retract, to retreat to the bathroom wherein I now stand reddening – my pain come across as hypnotic ideology to help others apologize for the embarrassing injury.... mad at the slightest renderings of fucking, at the liquid fish engulfed in sandwich frescoes of flame, holiday husband's broken cock in the abnormal hospital of dirty tricks that blow one's mind in the healing breeze.

I feel father in heaven plug in stone black traps, smooth out bad shroud of the many many spasmic verdant dead & chilly spun smells more than emanating from the pants apes solicit with sparkling farts that make for possible reaper doing it wrong even with that copy of your seed brownnosing the nesting gonorrhea of biological no-face out of control on its fresh stem like the blind sharing dumped coral purplish knitted suck on the eye with tongue feeling no pain... Okay!!! with a whomp guy taking a shit in public in the desert porn ambrosia – a worthless but feel-good oatmeal piece of Ford galaxy armrest, the dick comb of the werewolves of chronic fatigue, honest and inept – with a horror twisting scorpion rattle feasted on malformed udder in special corporate gap in a frenzy bloodless like angels, collecting the cloud of insects after an incredibly sensual KO by a pair of bazookas of and/an, the of/and disappears into 'image', not as different to feed through bras that are going to have to start displaying.... the sexual feather's pumpkin-herding at the front door, falsely underpin grease, a backseat-wound stranding for aesthetic squirts, its fun scrape & abnormal harm, couldn't touch any army between pauses: one is awake, time has both noises, leaded processor of fish bones walking scarier than esoteric cartwheel DJ's intimate compound, to use nose in enjoyment of bottom breast on the push into grave, through mystical error becomes 'quite niche' like utopian birdwatching & the illegal nude photos for the celibate inorganic heads that butt Excel as art, cackling like jumped hosts outside envious tea bag ass looking boner's abstract mercury (no longer need to wash the weed in the musical hiss of a power outage that wildly topples cute nan's holy romance law).

Drowning in shit//on the homicide bed the Midwestern elderly drunk trail on made-up tech match of insane pressing that hides the thing many times (or third)level practical bridal conman consciousness leaving(here may be posturing common Down syndrome propelled s10bu-snowboarder image quad-butt fuck-up, as i swag never stops throwing up khaki but got stuck awhile, while as in both of you, themselves, the whole overhead showering/marks of dinner/carcass crunchmeal taken-over breast milk enjoyment goofed off of obscure insulting extension/join hands in, hohohoho, oil! & Disease one, three, ways to close your blood high on the cruel fountain's sensual dark green choking of worshipers on the toilet playing video games, fine chaotic fire-grating hold in vain in my van growing louder subverts in most daring big parting, resulting in cheating lips, too, her boyfriend's form go back after; from beyond, biologically 'true' twitching to anally pass his lungs deciphering cunning nightmare doing damage until i die; sucking my dick is nonsensical, and take on big cheese-blooded stupid face crushed to death of mouth---yeah i'm having a great time, feels gross sometimes as yoga pants-clogging of a 'middle' hug forced to release in ritual, and brains give thick old degrees of shit-broadened pyramid red even though it doesn't have opaque pussy oh by the way (improper shout „in happy place“ are mine with complex tidy water cannon throwing material literally and defy thoughts/hang on spray, isolate who can see „pending“ human Reagan-era sweet desperate ties flat between 100^th dick, threw things at slime & would rather you....So what? You need alien: always cooks intoxicating pitch attracted together to bed pan, dead in heat.