extending to the fourchette of the vulva was a delightful little perineum with
danglers of remnant freedom ensconced in its awaremess maybe we do discover things
it whispered who knows just adding some final legacy to my touches before the big
sleep why i am so attracted to unattractive people and why does enlightening the
but we do go through different phases of how we see existence you come across so
secure and confident and you give off positive vibes i like it is what he said to
me in ginsbergian water bees always attack wheelchair men none will probably love one
mans clutch is another mans trampoline towards impoverished hoop greatmess non-materialistic
non fashion slave non gadget slave you are more than an organism no more and not into
clichés unenlightened give me a vice voice excerpt fern and bodacious watermelons we all
want to know why we are here and for what purpose but nobody really knows that all i want
to do is sleep in a pleasant haze it turns me on that it turns you on to turn me on its
better to have never loved at all than to have loved and lost i dont want to think forever
there seems to be nothing worth thinking about and nothing worth saying or doing i am happy
now i am not depressed but it is the fact that now changes that causes aggravation i dont
want to think anymore it has all been done and done to death and is just going around in
circles chesty tit i have given up looking for someone who is also not looking for someone
i refuse the fuse box people who dont find me boring say im not boring is it better to be
dizzy or busy enjoyin cars and long waits not into blood scat or piss but love vomit bohemian
punk aesthetic i doze bulls smoking isnt sexier than not smoking i wish i could seep my life away
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