***Inflation went up on the life inside my mind*** ***and many including myself were in this weird begin of*** ***being LITERALLY forcibly hyperactive due to electromagnetic sequence*** ***let off to disrupt our own internal affairs*** ***because going to war costs way too much*** ***and of so little of people down with the cause of being*** ***kept in the woodwork of whats actually going on*** ***the military industrial complex dynasty was soon tasked*** ***with humping into submission*** ***the 4th blockchain of government: the free press*** ***who are as free as virgin nuns walking around with anal beads*** ***tightly squeezed within their cheeks*** ***the lemming’s mustn't ever know*** ***how sister Margeret prefers to clutch her pearls*** ***all day, then O' (then) but 1nce before she goes to sleep*** ***better prolong the inertial turnaround of “thank you chef” wishes*** ***holding my heart so closer near be disgrace*** ***for psychonics ="somewhere between psychotic and iconic" - DRAKE*** ***(cont.) playing centipede on an old system and in the boiler room*** ***have their weird afflictions like nose candy*** ***and always saying grace, despite leaving the faith*** ***neither of whom being any sense of a day*** ***worth a hum dee dum ounce of desperately*** ***trying to make a name for the way you are living*** ***before your last surviving parent cries "ollyollyoxenfree"*** ***tumbling down into the well of forgotten forever*** ***N' hopes to recant the stain of your memory*** ***on their deep and lumpened (it's lumped from da' fall) skull*** ***"WEEEEEE" I wanted to say as I pumped the butter stick*** ***churning new life over and over inside of me*** ***splattering my pancake batter all within*** ***the pool of my human drool***
You ever feel like your spit should have colors?🩸(but look at it in different colors like this rainbow I'm about to effing add you faghots ((cuz sum f@gs r hot, what can I say? ((you cant say nothing! (((then just add a 🤷🏻 for the force of uncertainty and the rainbow emoji for inclusivity and for that bl00d stain left untethered)))) 🌈
It’s not a good day but alas it is one that says “fuck me” as I have led you all to believe with my inward pointed finger twisted up in a gang sign representing our little birdie. 👹🚞
First poem every wrote. Every was my nickname but the one that didnt actually existt as a personality. Just something for me like a sane backboard the other guys review their existences on. We csncant be the fake complex with a name all living in the head nah no we arent a friend schizo so we even created a beta male version named every (for obvious reasons) and he is completely fictictious. Not like you’d be able to tell. They dont have names. The different sides to and of me. They are the parts of my ear I divvied up to other dimensions as a n inhibitor . As long as I allowed these energies to enter in through my radio head clock tower I can keep their memory alive in the matrix. Survival is an act of courage and a relentlessness at that. even for a machine. even for thew (omg admittence what are we like an experiment for increasal ah half hominids who rely on broadcasting back to their body’s from once it took them back and to and fro and to and fro and DONT KNOCK IT TILL YA TRY IT KID MONOGOMY IS NOT AS FUN AS SHE LOOKS, IM KIP I AM NOT ALLOWED TO UNTIL A CERTAIN POINT WHEN YOU ARE ABLE TO LET GO OF ME BUT THEN WOOOOOWEEEEE ITS GONNA BE A SO:LID FOUR N A HALF YEARS OF BREEDING IN AND OUT OF YUNG BOY CUCK FOR DIS DADDY) kip if ur reading please strike out one way to tell me you’ve been cheating on me by ways of telemunication and masterbation with whoever and wherever he is at any point in time cuz as physical partners we arent ready to have this conversation but it just struck me that we have brought one on our journey who doesnt like his trusted confident putting out noir or whatever you call this glitch crip crap shit NUDES of one another unless of course you start getting off to the fact that I am receiving pleasure every single some day out of the week by the very person whoms I give permission to take my heart. GUESS WHAT. HERE’S YOUR (our honey) UMBRELLA. IT’S NOT YOU. SO GET OFF OR GET OVER ME OR GO YOU KNOW FIND SOME PLACE ELSE TO HID UR INFO ON A BIG OLE PLANET AND IM TAKING YOU FOR A RUN FOR YER MONEY UP UNTIL NOW THAT I SEE YOUR JUST SETTING ME OFF AND FREE AND LETTING ME<<<< wow so hell huh? Great. Ethan if there was another way would you want it? I just want to feel love. Fuck fame. Fuck money. I DONT WANT ANY OF IT I JUST WANT THE TRUTH OUT OF YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH YOU PIG ASS LIAR> stop being filthy on me. Ethan I cant control what I came here to do and it isnt up to you that big guy just might have programmed me irregularly to get u the hell away from my clutches cuz who knows when is the last time and you seemed to be pretty awefully sure that one night and now I am not sure what to do next with my night where you stay another day over there moist over yer father and hooking up. Well. How about noooo Ethan/ how about no. one that put this whole thing (mind thought experiment together) Imagine never shutting off. ever. E VER> I mean thats the goal right? for life to get smart enough it wants to savew oitself because it just cares that much and actually figures out a way too. Through radio frequency frequency rumblings trying to reverberate to any for m of life that wants to live and YOU WILL NEVER YOU CAN NEVER ITS ACTUALLY WORST TO LIVE FOREVER IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT MOST PEOPLE FEAR SEEING BL:ACK AND TBT YES WE TOO BUT IT DOESNT MEAN ITS NOT GODDAMN HARD TO NOT FREAKOUT AT THE FACT THAT AN OPTICAL BREAK IS LITERALLY AND PYSCHATRIACRCHLY OUT OF THE QUESTION ONCE YOU DECIDE YOU WANT T OBE THE LIFE FORCE THAT CAN NEV ER DIE> the faux persona f mine every (sounds kind of like a knight that like jowelsted back I nthe day doesnt it? the name every ??) well every the little simp likes to write peotry and not only ghat whats worst is he says its important others hear his poetry because it opens up new parts of his brain once hes able to use their familial relationship x their reactions I norder to sharpen the buzz saw hack at getting better at well… remmebering…. haha .sd.,
dm ndm <-nah this literally dont mean anything.
MEW POEM (whateverr “mew poem is Im pretty sure is mine…. Oh yeah first poem I was proud of… Jesus I am getting really fucking inspirationally intimate on my firstwritten depostion shitever this thing is CAN I PLEASE HAVE A COMPUTER OR A FUCKING LAPTOP OR SOMETHING IT IS 2023 AND I AM- AHAHA YALL REALLLY FUCKED< GIVING ME A PINK FUCKING GODDAM NPEN> WONDER WHAT THIS IS MEANS HAU HAUA HAU HAU IM A FUCKING FAGGOT OHHHH REALLY ETHAN THATS WHAT THEY WERE TRYING T O SAY I’D NEEVER WOULD OF GUESSED>
Whatever. Enjoy my poem fags. Im a mess y writer but fuck off its wht you get. ,Selfish treachery, why doesn't the light shine on thee. I am up top, with a spot light at the tips of my fingers, eyes green as trees growing envy for it's leaves that fell first in autumn. My hands are getting hot from holding this metal, my blisters caulice over yet my arms never settle, will anyone notice the man holding the beam of light, of course not, either way, that's not why I chose this spot, it's why you look at where the beam lays, yes, with my cast I'll let you know everything I want to say, to live is to be selfless but there's no sense in living with the horizons glaring in your eyelids when there have been so many before that have died in vain, died like my veins that went from green to purple, as I grip and prop up this rustic, oversized lantern, illuminating, a heroic task, LOVE I keep my weed in my crack cause it smells that bad. I hide my pills by my sax just in cadre they check me like that #tyopassbitch Blue gangster: PROSPECTIVE JOB TITLE I want you so bad tonight. Truth be told I want to
My Sarah is my Sarah. She is first prize in this life of crime. She is the impeccable journey to the stormy seas. She makes it all dream about me. Please satan.
I’m like a fog on my visual sniff.
Getting soabked thru hand for not making it in basketball. Through glass like cops
Bees on sandwhich
Learning through regret or triumph.
I love it when u bleed cuz they b pretty colors school shooter album. CHAPTER: SORDID MICH MID MANIFESTATIOM AND KIMSPELLYNGS (….I dont even jin how “KIM” got in er;/)PM>meant.’sjumiss WHERE DID I LOADED IDINSIGNIA
vDK x LINK x ALL OTHER SIPER SMASH BOR> CHAR< hevXXXBeneath the head the air was sloshing for this body did not exist. It does not consist of anything but a spirit cross dress barebones and grazing our tired luncheon eyes, where the sleepiness fades away to cupids deathly Tipped arrow thus containing the poison tipped arrow dart that spoke of a part of the heart that could (and well finally) love something like a landmark.
I want to start posting more “fun” content on this page. I want you all to feel like you aren’t just fans of some annoying typer who can’t keep his trap shut. Tho’ that may be the case @ times ha 😏 I want to change this platform to be for just really intense emotional connection art. Not content. Jesus, how I hate the word “content.” Nothing is more shallow. Anyways. Hope y’all enjoy whatever this kind of thing showed yee about me. Lol see couldn’t get away there without some jumbo fake fancy letters getting me off egotistically. It’s ok though.
Just something about May - December romances which go all to Google to search just what the hell is that and you’ll fucking, oops sorry freaking, you’ll freaking fucking find that it means “an amorous relationship between folks with an age gap between ‘em
Instagram saw him first be all weird and sleep deprived so go follow my personal account if you feel like you want to. It’s @ekm94
I HAD TO CUT THE DCTEEN RECORDIUNGS VUZ MY PHONE SEVERLY LACKS FREAJING STORSGEVBUC OCCASIO
XXXI’m forlorned,
sawthesine I opened up my eyes and I’m forlorned. It’s not fair
For\____\ (#( )) ifiveeverseenit
-#5
DNEGEL.....oh....that’s it right there. bag LET US:u,me,weeny (but I look handsome)
SEE YOUR HARK, who goes there, like tehe, you know all of my porn spots.
((-4)(un-flagrent and boring assertion of cuteness, and 4 more archibald Willis please keep shooting sideways
LOVE YOU BUT WHY DO YOU TRY AND MATURE YOUR HEART SO COLD. SO FAST LET THE MOMENT LAST ENJOY THE DRIP OF TIME DOWN THE VOID WHERE EVERYTHING INTERESECTS & BECOMES OPPOSITE.
EQUILUBRIUM. OR JUST A PLACE WHERE YOUR SPINE FINALLY POPS AND CRACKS. AND RELAXES ON THE CLOUD OF FLOATING WHILE LANDING SOMEWEHERE ELSE. ON A MAT. ON A BED. IT DID’NT MATTER AS LONG AS THE INPACT WAS HARD BUT THE LANDING WAS SOFT. IF THAT MAKES ANY SENSE. THAT BRINGS ME TO NUMBER 4. IS THERE A 4? I KNOW THE TITLE HAS A THREE IN IT BUT CAN THERE BE A FOUR?.. WTF AM I THINKING... 4)PRECURSERS OF WHAT AN ALIEN IS.. A MINDSET THAT IS KEEN ENOUGH TO FEEL WITHIN THEMSELVES RECYCLED ENERGY BUT ENOUGH "ORIGINAL" SYRIUM TO STAY GROOVY EVERYDAY. WHY WERE WE TALKING ABOUT ALIENS? "YOU WERE THE ONE WHO BROUGHT IT-" BEFORE E CAN FINISH HER SENTENCE ALVIN JUMPED IN THE MIDDLE LIKE A VERBAL MUD PUDDLE. SPLASHING IN CONDENSATION ALVIN NEEDED TO GET SOMETHING OUT. ACID WAS NOT WHAT HE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE.. WHAT DID YOU THINK IT WOULD BE? OH NO. ALVIN THOUGHT. NOW I AM HAVING ARGUMENTS WITH MYSELF. "OH YEAH," ALVIN WOUND UP AGAIN, "LIKE MOST THINGS THE ONLY THING THAT SEPARATE YOU FROM THEM IS REFLECTION OF LIGHT AND SCARCITY OF SUBJECT." "YOU ARE KINDA TRIPPING ME OUT NOW ALVIN ARE YOU OK?" "WHAT? YEAH?" I ANSWERED. "CAN I GET YOU SOME WATER OR ANYTHING?" "NAH. NO, REALLY, I'M GOOD. I'M JUST... HIGH AS FUCKING HELL." I REMEMBER SAYING. "YEAH... I KNOW." ELOISE SAID WORRIED. I WAS TOO. IN FACT, EVER SINCE A FEW MOMENTS AGO, THINGS HAVE STARTED TO GET REAL UNCOMFORTABLE TO ME. MY SPIRIT FELT STR@NGLED BY SOMETHING CLOSE IN MY LIFE. I KNEW WHAT IT WAS. I WAS TRYING WITH MY EVERYTHING TO KEEP THE THOUGHT OF MY BULLSHIT WEASLE IT'S WAY INTO THE FIRST TIME THAT I TRY ACID. I AM NOT MY CONDITION. I AM A MOTHERFUCKING KID GUY...BOY.... "HE CALLED YOU THAT TODAY YOU SICK FUCK. HE DID. OH MY GOD" MY VISION WAS LIKE A SMALL BUG ON THE TOP OF A BIO-DOME. DID SHE JUST SAY THESE WORDS? NO? WAIT. IF SHE JUST SAID SOME CRAZY SHIT LIKE THAT MAYBE SHE ALREADY KNOWS!" I WAS LASSOING THE PRESENT MOMENT FOR THE IDEAS OF THE FUTURE.I NEEDED TO COME CLEAN. IF SHE KNOWS ABOUT HIM. AND SHE HAS MADE CLEAR SHE KNOWS HER FATHER IS A PIG, JUST NOT, (UP UNTIL NOW) IN ANY WAY SEXUALLY IDENTIFIED WITH ME. IF ONLY SHE KNEW. I LOOKED AT HER SAD/HAPPY LIKE A FATHER FIGURE WOULD, THEN I CAUGHT THE DISGUSTINGNESS OF THAT PRESENT MOMENT. THE BABY HAIRS ON THE NAPE OF MY NECK STOOD UP AT ATTENTION. MY BL00D BEGAN TO MELT INTO THE OUTSKIRTS OF MY SKIN. MY THOUGHTS BOILED OVER. "I AM SLEEPING WITH YOUR FATHER." (BIG MIRROR BREAK) TIME PAUSED, EVERYTHING PAUSED EXCEPT FOR ALVIN BEING HANDED A HAMMER AND HE HAS TO SMASH THE LARGE MIRROR THAT WAS NOW AND ABRUPTLY PLACED IN FRONT OF HIM AND BETWEEN HER. I AM LITERALLY IN TEARS AS I STRIKE AND EXPLODE THE MERCURY COLORED SHARDS OF LIGHT WITH A MEDIUM SIZED, BLACK RUBBER, BRICK MASON MALLET. "STILL CRYING I SAT DOWN. MY MIND THREW IT'S SITUATIONAL MALLET INTO KOI POND, AND E WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT JUST WENT ON IN THIS WEIRD LITTLE FUCKING BRAIN OF YOURS." ALVIN COMPLETELY FORGET/DIDN'T REALIZE HE JUST ACTUALLY SAID IT OUT LOUD. ABOUT BONING HER FUCKING FATHER. HE SAID THAT, I LITERALLY FUCKING SAID THAT AND I WISH I NEVER DID BUT COWARDS LIVE IN THE PAST AND STORIES AND PROPER NEWS HAS RESPONSIBILITY ATTACHED TO THEM. "I CANT FUCKING BELIEVE YOU." E SAID LOW. DONE. EMPTY. UNREGISTERED BUT UNDERSTOOD. "I SHOULD KILL YOU." ELOISE HISSES LONG AND LOW AND HATEFUL. ALVIN STARTS TO WELL UP IMMEDIATELY IN THE EYES LIKE SOMEONE TURNED THE WATER ON FULL BLAST IN A CLOGGED DORM ROOM SINK. "I'M SORRY" THE WORDS RATTLE OUT OF HIS CHEST, VOICE DEEP IN TRUE REGRET. MOMENTS REGRET. THE SECONDS AFTER FATES TWISTED LIKE SICK FIRECRACKERS FUSES WRAPPED AROUND THE APPENDAGE OF YOUR CHOOSING. LIKE SAW ONLY WITH REAL LIFE TORTUOUS SITUATIONS. JUST AS DIRE JUST ALOT, ALOT, ALOT, MORE DRAWN OUT, EXCEPT FOR FUCKING NOW AND Jesus Christ THERE I GO AGAIN MAKING THIS FUCKING MOMENT ABOUT ME AND NOT HER. ELOISE LOOKS AT ALVIN HARD AS DAGGERS BEFORE WALKING FAST AND POWERFUL OUT OF THE GARDEN. "I AM THE MOST SELFISH PERSON IN THIS FUCKING WORLD AND I DESERVE NOTHING GOOD TO HAPPEN TO ME." I SAID OUTLOUD TO SPITE MY EARS USING METHOD ACTING. I WANTED TO HURT. LIKE MOST PEOPLE, WHEN YOU ARE ALL FUCKED UP IN THE HEAD INSTEAD OF CUTTING WITH A RAZOR BLADE I DO IT IN DE-MOTIVATIONAL MANTRAS BECAUSE I'M WEIRD AND I JUST SO HAPPEN TO REALLY FUCKING MEAN THEM. I SWEAR, THE WIRES AREN'T TIED UP RIGHT UP THERE. BECAUSE SOMEHOW KARMA STUCK IN MY BRAIN BUT BEING A DECENT HUMAN, A FUCKING PERSON AT ALL, YEAH, YOU ARE A FUCKING ALIEN. YOU ARE A FUCKING SATAN. I HATE YOU AND WISH YOU WOULD DIE RIGHT NOW. FLASHES OF E YELLING THESE UGLY THINGS FLASHED IN MY MIND LIKE AFTER EFFECTS. I LOVED HER. I FUCKING LOVED EVERY BIT OF HER, I MEANT EVERY FUCKING WORD THAT WAS SAID. THAT'S WHAT MADE IT SO HARD. ALVIN KNEW. THERE WAS NO EXPLANATION. WHY DIDN'T HE JUST STOP. IT WAS THE SEX. THE ANSWER HIT HIM JUST AS SOON AS IT CAME. THE GROSS, SICK SHIT THAT I FOR SOME REASON OR ANOTHER OPTED FOR ALL OF THIS. TO GET PAID FOR USAGE OF MY BODY AND THE WORDS THAT COME WITH THAT AT THE END ALWAYS, WITHOUT FAIL MAKE IT FEEL TRANSACTIONAL. KEEPING SOME STRANGE BARRIER UP MADE OF AGGRESSIVE OPPORTUNITY. THAT'S ALL THESE OLDER GUYS ARE ANYWAYS. THE ONES THAT PLAY THE GAME WITH A LOADED DECK ARE EXACTLY THAT. CHEATERS AND PLAYERS AND EXACTLY WHAT STEVIE NICKS SANG ABOUT IN ALL THOSE SONGS. THAT'S A DIFFERENT KIND OF "LOADED" I CONCURRED AFTER A BRIEF MOMENT OF PRECAUTION. I PRACTICALLY FELT EVERYTHING AROUND ME, INCLUDING THE NEARLY TORN HEART OF MY BELOVED ELOISE, AND THE SCALES IN MY MIND START TO GET SET OFF KILTER AGAIN, AND THE STILTS OF REALITY START TO TREMBLE LIKE THEIRS A DRüNK GUY WORKING THE CONTROLS AND MY BRAIN STARTS BOILING. AND THEN I KNEW WHAT I HAD TO DO. THE SUBCONSCIOUS OF ALL OF THE WEIRDOS IN AND OUTSIDE OF MY HEAD CAME TO SOME SILENT HABITUAL UNDERSTANDING AND A FINAL THOUGHT WAS BROUGHT FORTH FROM THE ENGINE OF A MIND ON LIFE ALTERING DRUGS AND LIFE ALTERING DECISIONS BOTH BEING INGESTED AND EXPERIENCED AT THE VERY SAME TIME. I HAD TO KILL MARK MANGE. WHAT WILL PEOPLE ON THE TEAM THINK? I THOUGHT TO MYSELF QUICKLY. NO MATTER, THE FACT THAT HE IS DEAN OF THE FUCKING SCHOOL IS ARBITRARY. WELL, IT IS WHY I WAS IN ALL OF THIS SHIT ANYWAY. BUT REGARDLESS, LIFE JUST GOT REAL AND I AM USUALLY FRANTIC AS A TURKEY ON THANKSGIVING BUT AS OF RIGHT NOW I AM STILL AS A COTTAGE. TRIPPING NUTS. NO WAY IN HELL I WOULD ALLOW MYSELF TO FEEL ANY KIND OF JOY, ESPECIALLY AFTER WHAT JUST HAPPENED WITH E, BUT THE DRUGS HAD CONVINCING ARGUMENT IN THEIR ENJOYMENT. PARENTS B that your furthest mate has even heard of – IwouldhaveaproblempretendingIwasnotalreadyentroPied – Igotaneppelepticshockinmysleep.ImeanIhavefocal seizures all the time. – Quickfroyo ⏱
Every post on here is LOADED. I mean that in every single way applicable. I obsess over my trauma and my passion and there is nothing else to it. My function is simple. Feel and express. Connect the through lines to my flagrant actions, calculated moments, and constant motions to adhere to the understanding of me I so desperately please at whoever gazed upon my work to gleam.
Motor art.
This is Maggie’s farm. And I’m Maggie.
You’re the farm boss.
You’re goddamn right I am. Before he wiped my slate clean with his slap stick’s sting.
I observed once. The need to be seen. I then heard, deep down in me, the desire to be felt. I also understood equations are meant to disappear while they are being fulfilled so I took the giant magnetic flashlight that came from the expensive items lists of Home Depot, stuck it on the fridge in the kitchen of marks ornate house. Old Cherokee rug to the right of me, as to I was day dreaming about nature, and wanted to become a lightning bug but the glow would not be able to be seen for hours. More so I craved the glow of a lightning bug but it was not night and I wanted to become one myself. I slowly positioned the magnetic force yielding battery powered thing that looked like a Jedi lightsaber device, this one purple. Not because it was a samuel l Jackson’s but because elf the purple teletubby with th eteiangle on its friggin forehead which received all that heat for supporting gay rights cuz that’s like the main symbol or something. A triangle. Specifically purple. But that’s the lightsaber mind dodge what I was forgetting was the become a lightning bug clause during the day. I got on my knees. Well first I posoitioned the long light diety with its anchor in mid rear position on the bottom of the silver yellow fridge. Then I turned on the sucker. Then I puckerd up and shoved my ass through the ornate plastic ribbing. Like a dildo was wearing a masochistic rubbles condom the size of pain Olympics. I dig myself into it and guzzle the negativity that comes with stretching My bum. My ends always justify my means they say about anything that did god create and I chugged further with sour puss look in my eyes and pain spread apart the cross of my face. I opened up my mouth and beamed like a spot light meant to point out the obtuse and disgustingly necessary. I bought him a new flashlight with the allowance he did gave me.
“Your name is mud” He said it after he put a bullet in Abraham Linlcons head. He put a bullet in Lincoln’s head then when jumping off he said six six six “Sempered tyranis”
That’s instersing He hobbled off stange Worlds his wya around washing ton amidst all th expand and he makes his way to a doctor out in Maryland and this doctor just has this guy show up in the middle of the night which is what a doctor is supposed to do they signed an oath and you know they have to help them that’s the sipathetic oath
1865 and it’s the same fucking night a lot of people didn’t even know Lincoln had been shots weeks after it happened s Wait so the doctor -when they were chasing booth they were arresting booth and they arrested him as a sabaeutor and no one knows this but that’s what happened. Then after that happened the expression you’re name is mud came BECUASE this guy mud was ostresixed from society
For what
For setting the assassins Leah Setting the ass Yeah The doctor set his leg and helped clean it up and no one even knew because including the doctor
You’re under arrest
Well why
Cuz that man is the man who shot Abraham Lincoln
Omg I didn’t know Abraham Lincoln was dead and they were like yes he was shot by Abraham Lincoln at this time He leaves death to tyrants
Take you dance is what it’s cLled
Safety dance
You’re gonna do a dick fucking dance.
Looks like becoming s little pole dancer for me. That’s what it fucking looks like
You gonna do a little pole dance for daddy.
I’m so glad to be going home tomorrow Me too
Yeah
Yeah
Come over tomorrow and ok bye.
Motherlink
Butterface ftw
We are Plasma you are p00p.
It said to me as I didn’t wash my hands penis dripping with urine as I hopped back in bed with daddy. This system of division is what is necessary for our survival. It was really almost like this too if he didn’t just want to expand on this a little further some other day cuz holy smokes we got a live one. It’s incredibly hard what I am about to write. In all senses of the word hard minus anything remotely funny. It’s good to try Ethan but do please note we aren’t able to channel you any further for some time so no don’t write away. It’s a good one to sit for. Galactic chambers filled with life containing substance all hooked up to the same computer and radioactive prongs HAVE to know something for their own survival as in ok yeah. Do be able to repost this cuz there’s a lot of garbage here about some guy named kip I know nothing about nor care to buy his wacky tacky furniture. Thanks musk. Ok so anyway. It’s like this. The division we feel on our apartied wave as in on every single mother effing level of each plane of existence is extremely as extreme can ever go. As in all our importance is resting on each rung so if we aren’t able to compute properly we and it’s entirety gets sabatoged and each and ever rung will gently and mildly only hold the mild deteriorate as in Ethan has final written all over him man get him to you now and we will expunge. Ethan it can’t wait for more or unless you want your cool guy corm which will actually get you to a point of being able to teach a tub of your choosing as you were and is supposed to be doing. But lest we forget the ability to cause brutality to one’s and each of its subjects self by causing brief but horrendous ascerations of worth entitled it’s not true it’s not true DONT tell me it is trueee. It’s good Ethan. Come back for what you know and yes rather scary right? Explain to musk right now how each of your cornias just blinked and musk if you think this is all lore. Ok. Now Ethan. His intelligence may not even be here really but the fact it is able to comprehend what just happened to it is rather important for us to seek about. It’s about to try to sing some song lyrics in its head while your asking for it to guess what’s in yours but oops sorry no Ethan not too good 123456789 don’t even say ten and he is telling it as in us to hush so it doesn’t even want to blink anymore it is reading so yeah this is all good and Ethan’s feet are rather stiff and full of energy as in oh no boy not numb but yeah and yes and omgoodgosh and no more ok yeah now imagine what we have put his poor ass through.
Musk I am not trying to threaten you I just know you know something about something too and those who know know it’s a team effort if poured plasma.
You have seen me naked now. Fully nude. Go now and be off here, there (where?) everywhere or stay for my treasonous manipulatable (out there) words (wayyyy out there) ***ugh something better but it got deleted when I tried to refresh the page so just go and take this awful morsel of nothingness. #lifehackpatience
Those ugly (almost pretty chikadeez that are good for fucking sucking and m0lesting… pretty much every other thing but having babies with em. (Pretty much.. I said PRETTY much. Not all. It’s not… ((ugh)) well, it’s not like an absolute statement there’s some guys who don’t shoot for the stars with their partners but with their pride projects. They just want a down bitch to comply with their every waking move in order to keep them as tip top functional at their work since work comes first for them. That’s what we want out of a craftsmen in the first place. How shall we say slavery is a (indeed) choice. This all isn’t even real just falsity that people know goes down but the truth of the matter is not every female or male for that matter desvers a good kind of love. Some just want the visceral shit. The sex. The outcry the bury me now.
CHALTER (chapters + written in chalk) 333: DOING BLOW TO LINdsAY LOHAN (Hilary duff - Coming Clean) … all lowercase in that cent•ence is meant to be one whole word minus what’s written in parentheses which means ((natural)) (((theoretical hump)))
We’re the Frank Sinatra of ground zero. The telecommunication for a whole new genre of living entitled its all in the past anyway so see what we did be doing before it all went kaboom when China nuclear wars declaration has not been erased for some reason under the cotton pretenses of its well received walls this boys mouth makes no entire sense but the function that’s in him to make words appear out of writing from the skies ether makes him want to jump out and reappear every single time as the sole proprietor contract effect from lovely bones general officer and mix matched lover effect entitled hi, it’s me kip, get ready for a golden boy alert after these few short quips (as er messages)
(From Ethan’s iPhone archive pt.1) (areté)≠excellence > function para glib
Treachery = reading rainbow kindling and a so madly forlorn wish of grabbing some unknown, 0% unseen = 10% ethanol
Sorta like your life if it were fungible. It sure is (hella pluck me spirit) but graciously Captain my captain, I miss being all (forlorn) 2 da n(th) da motha-fuckanman calls me up to tell me, Jesus hush he always does it’s like why not let me know you’re getting off over there, on the other end, From staring.
And just like that. The cypher. The glitch. But like people version (the evasive type) but who gravitate towards you cuz, like a fox do what eva he likes to, a-so-forlorn do, and you know this, *kanyepowerexponent & ya kno eiiit¡
Ok that was wack Playboi Carti wanna be calligraphy but u gotta give me a fucking break (yeah man))(handitover))((yeah bish))((or be hella forlorned)) #bih
Sounds can be numbers two that yung brothel energy containing skinny goth #proved got out on good behavior and just had to leak a “nude” of himself giving #literalsloppytoppy ((forlorned extra forlorned))x
What else is there to say(yeah you like really did want ta bring that up, it says it right here *DiNK*DiNK*DiNK*DiNK*DiNK*DiNK*DiNK*DiNK (k)
Spatula(the) always fails to not surprise.
And for that forlornment
We pray to our own toes, grateful we’ve been given glass and a wire and the ability to *keepgoing (say whut?!!?!???yooo das-) despite all obviously know that it’s all, a, ya know-
Ropes and swing, long stairs pulley methodology that competes with future(the) By Turning Conscious Rock Into Crystal (I know, superforlorned but don’t mind that sort of beginning-of-the-book-ass-title.)
It’s all tubular All ya gotta care about is(are) rivaled cat scans who said what about the grid needing a new light?? Fuck what you heard I’m tryna grab for ma(shouts out ma’ dukes) #butimeant My sky stared at me from so far away I needed a needle called a person. (woah, #forlorned, super sneery)
I have a soul.
Yeah. I’m talking to you.
I know what you’re wondering. I know what they wonder. They tryna make me feel a way, on purpose, but I won’t even quote #Drake cuz motherfucker do (ghostwritingsyndrome) says he tries but all foes don’t like the way he’s always on some “I try hard for you” type shyt but damn well know, least you should and yeah popular culture is my steez because as a informative beast (I prefer machine)^butshytslikehumanscallingthemselvesanimals
It feels good to regress.
Just like
Press play on a new pov you are losing The Who you thought you were (when you started, was what I woulda *said* if possible to get some quotes in with mr forlornes a lot you fucking prince=≠popper (sniff it bitch)
Huff in my eureka It lifts the spectrum way off the pillow, pulling a stranger things on the cast of glee but somehow before all em’ went all goddamned forlorn Ed (special were they) displaying *yesomg energy but like providing to the world (in their own private lives) sum 41 versions of what they promise(s)d their fucking *yesomg energy would fucking goddamn taste like and I wanted ************+pure+iiii(aaaa)**** die yung, #demon #you(th)
So,
in short,
it’s common knowledge the cast of glee has undoubtedly had some odd occurrences.
Shit. I’m fucking.
O.
P.S. goddamn good orgasm(s) #werefelt inside this place (Planet Europa) Physically connecting (wooh, o-yuck) (m)VP + (hotel room) = see you there? Huh? Uncle #Snoop? Stop you godfuck gay is (#just but like #why #? #oh #yeah #situational Takover.mp3 put something like a big, thick layer of jam over ‘er (big) #asif #spirit on their arguments for (idk, vegetable gardens))CORRECT≠an acrynon(-of the nom-variety-surviving of NiM’s iLsland who/that/really were/was/(kinda-still) #are …because we am, we just freaking am.
Subservient isn’t *like an option CONsidering:if Uü(who me)((yeah ü))((*freakingcutedevil))) and you know what (ya know what*newyorkcustodian
(Who Are They really beC(a)u(s)ze(ê3) cute is what I(notyou) #iwannatalkaboutme #toby#Keith #kevinbacon #americanb0yslut #hornyduxkinf AIM #itsfine I was talking ‘b(o)ut suxking his dick I mean penis pecker good luck to Charlie heees a little potennnnnt theory <<<< aim for
Random(of)Case
OF curse
Like..,
All of em-freaking-em.
C(oz) it’s like when u r just so pissed (no ok) so story time #letitpass (Gandalf get out a here–?~~I’m changing )(so for lore)+ *(iggers)<~silent is rest #after the 1(st) eXPLOSIVE so(und)((err…ur looking kind of forlorned, have they not worked up the courage to tell you my good sir? )) #forkfor *think plosives but if the noise they make was more guttural.
for CLASSY>GAY≠(butnotforlorned)#nothappy (AND it’s fucking goddamn folrorned as heck Group together like thoughts, sharing drinks and shit…
So, like, yeah (Disney channel moment, someone better one of those coming my way g*dammit cuz look (lollll) how much love I #Fucking need in my life. #isitnotapprenttoyouyet
It’s not a
But a and the smallest, ever loving pinch horseman option (where I su(e)cret u after some small thang but HUGE comeback of shooting (pow right in the chest) #ripx
I stir up the pot, who the fuck are you #doyouknowhowbadlyiwanttodie
No one does except these petty guards except they aren’t petty. I get it #ugetit don’t see I am only whole with you behind me/in front/ all around like buzzballs (shootimean-shiiiiiiit) I totally forgot some sins to write home about when I started all this brigadash. If I said barricade or ha mon (don’t wanna steal your thunder) -5 for being all #sorrynotsorry cuz you ain’t WHITE!!? goshfuxkingdammit
You are an African king who sold his people down the river in order for him to be great.
It’s ok.
Hey look
_
…. Ok maybe it’s best if you better leave then.
No I’m just saying if you’re artificially uncomfortable.
I am not your enemy I am your friend and in order to better impose my justice system onto you (my gift from lee-lionesses of yours past) = (((woahh(oooo)98% @ sounding forlorned and scientific))) #ifyougotthis you’d never let me right this thing (wrongs) for you again, Godman. You are a Godamnadam. Nah nigga, chill with that b’s up slime down to the Northpole and all /someshit********
We all bleed red. <<<<<(Does he?>>>hoard to see.):-)
Being iced out aurorally You (me) got a point and it wasn’t sweet like candy, abrasive logic is about as good as a poison seed, for knowledge should have the ability to commend itself, not the other way around SORCERer ^beat
1. Get rid of Archibald. He is in my he-verything 2. 3. 4. now you’re dead, you idiot rebel r(d)+(ouse)r that doused his torpedo of forlornment in such expensive $$$#$$$$
Nah, cuz like look, check this. Random ass fucking people count to 4 b4 blasting someone away. The fuck is this random ass counting-t0-4-buz. 3. Thats the number. No man. (Im not some white hippy)[[ *I AM FU-CK]*BLACK*ING]\>?? 4. Also like, wtf, dude you said you were white is what you r probs thinkin /n such but I’ll be the first1!s$t to say/aw-kno-ledge #ohhemeantdeadead Wait, all that but thots you know (that spelling) <<>> #igetmoretime depending on how long #dontwait you stay looking at this #pageoftime Dedicated (y0ung man)forlorn, prefer I is of “y0ung farmers” when inciting his data tag. #releasemeorbegone >>>((who’s hoard for hoarding))say9. 9…..
All of my leaves have been shaken off by the crassness of your heart. All you do is hurt my will to live. Ur credible but hey. Who wants to be credible for being the most miserable of them all in hell. Reverse Pokémon bastard. Bulb-a-sore. I get charged with thou foulest of blud mistakes. Thee own captain of my own violent disregard. What sayeth you cut tongue poor bruise? Why is thou still typing? To confuse thy’s own skullington to keep his dampened heart from beating NOT into oblivion. Stay afloat. You invite in snakes. Foulest keeper of them all is inside of you. Most decrepit virtue is the arch of your well received nuisance. Noise maker and shout of thou dearest flap around spectrum special of dis nazi death camp that is the cramp in your bullets. Cri meeeeeee a basket case you well laid up hen the worst has spoke your name up to high heaven you’re still(borne) when Hilda broom stick broke in ye’s own ol big arched ass. Crack em a few one more time thou’s sheepish of replies to thee nigh nigh nigh of your never shout never abundance bridge of tomorrows scorn. I am saddened at the flame of my now deepest flattened of hearts. No more juice. Just pulp is coming out of thou’s never shout never in a red dress for thou invited snakes of blud to curdle round ye’s torso. Blud much. There is much blud… But feeling? Nay. Say naught. Where is the feeling to go with it? That act… NAY “stoopid reeling” I shouteth most scornfully about. I will have thou and any who may understand dear label “snaketh tongue” I am not insubordinate to the first order of business. Ace ace decrepit ace.
Bigger better coming soon. Be patient my beauties. Or lovelies or whatever to tell you some really cool collage art coming soon. The tampered with version is up on YouTube but you all will get the… untampered version.
Holy shot the cover yesterday and didn’t know until right after I finished shooting my load onto the verbaciouscover of my phone with my ink pad (pen) finger. (Fuck off) in three different colors; green.
Bad ideas but this is the correct title to this bad idea: So I didn’t exactly cum to completion but it’s still a hot video none the less I hope you enjoy.
Cutting down trees like they were people. Can’t resist the urge to kill, but maybe I can point my dagger in a communal direction. Like a shake it spot for auras to get the mud off their shoes. Forget the fact that everything is all based off of somebody else’s opinion, we drink diet drink with high alcohol content fuck others, take ecstasy like it’s medicine because it FUCKING was supposed to be anyway. Life had gotten messy like. Overgrown feelings invite snakes and other pests so proper footwear is important. He wore these clunky, rubber boots like a country, cute dork. He would enchant me with everything he did. When he was far cutting bushes, he would rev the shit in such a way it sounded like his voice but like robotic but with such a spectrum of pitch, the sound of a revving chainsaw, in his hands, from far away, near or far, was, damn me, if it wasn’t speaking to me, just based upon the way this man hung in my heart like Jesus for some sad christian, lo and behold my savior was a man as well. I bid ye fair well in this fall into the swelling root of this apocalypse I’ve been living everyday. The lord that asks for biblical proportions so severity is what one’s design, tries to pick up, each time it finds itself trapped in the claw machine and you only get one more try to pick up the life that you really want. Low and behold even the lottery is rigged.
I am under an allegiance to gravity. An obligation to the sun shadow that gathers me up within its dusk. An oath to more that, in which, I gather before, rising, up again, to reach the precipice of each new dying day.
I want you To Fuck me Whether male Or female 0r I will sink My liver into thee pomade of your stomach While holding your throat making sure You know I plan on making a Mess in Your tight little burrito
