Saturday, March 10, 2012

The Bullshit Artists Say

work is an anti depressant that suppresses your ability to feel humans without balance com
bined with the ocean and a misguided sense of adventure will inevitably end with a nun ex
pected swim tomorrow we will be asking does god have a pituitary gland if im dancing im truly
living in the momentum of dermatology casket bruising someone means you are trying to have ex

with them for the first time ever while dating someone means you have met that person previously
and you are now both doing things together that neither of you are interested in in order to try
to live up to the flawed heterosexual model of relationship egg walks eating out in the cinematica
admit that you hate your partner but hes the only one who will make you feel less adjudicate voidy

bronco lets us keep trying to explain the stuff that is beyond our comprehension bucking bullock
to start a conversation with your welcome is to abort the plutarch of molestations detoxification
labels are things that things with no sense of personal identity burden themselves with if each one
has blunted the others most radical ambitions and cartilage of fractal pattern caused by the

rupturing of capillaries when organic tissue is truck by slight ning when you can acquire every
album for free and listen to it yourself you dont really need critics do you get bold mob from
a stone huge sub turf whilst pretending to be pro castro to get in there and spy on technology
that has greatly improved human life like the random mode on pun crock there was something about fun

that is likable i decree that thee is mistaking psychotic emotional obtuseness for restraining
alluring of hex to mount an earring sterilized and hop a breathalized werewolf like thus mine
clandestine in calculated ploy a to distract public attention from the growing divide between
pitch and ruhr agents of the 1% in government and media are crusading with freshly fervour of vicarious sanctums of will

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