red riding cymbal i was not very much here, of rather little some
as you know me, i don't expect digital nipples
since it is descended really Béton
genius though anything this and doing words,
but nothing happens
she asked 'what did you excerpt'!: unaffiliated foil matters nonsensical intentional perceptions?
radiation flagged as spam i wrote my pain to fried skin
believing finally became the trust of sin the son of mesmerized flangers bought during bladder misbehave
jumpsuits fang such dude i wasn't aware, answered yellow blood became his underwear needed change i was out of breath.
in fact:
having handled the time without arms on fire
pointing the wrong way was fun
during wars of dolls fighting for a larger dressing room
inside their souls captured in plastic flowery pots!
