Disposable posables. Right on target for the new decompression. Scheduled marring at ten. Where the world ends. Kiss my faith and sprinkle it in the wind. Why aren't you more like me? Don't you want to be like me? Fecundity. Disloyal to the Gods. Drink the porcelain rain and choke on all of my dreams.
withdrawn
exhausted
Blogs I Read
- Dreamer's Reality
- Start the projector. When the reel ends, will I st...
- In my broken atmosphere I am struggling to breathe...
- I can't tell you what to fear. So she sang a dirge...
- They'll tell you what you want to hear. They'll wh...
- Got a head full of confusion and whiskey on my bre...
- Suffocate the stillness in your heart as you stand...
- Your hollow bones rest easy on my guilty abstinenc...
- Unnecessary functions on a functionless day. So I ...
- Spite for spite. A dove crosses the river and cras...
- He chained his misery to his optimism and sank. Go...
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