mooted

Poetry is the girl in the Disney socks. in the porno

Poetry but is its sleep vegan.

Night is fucked-up.

not in the movies though.

Actually death gets a lot of hits
as the perfect sleep foyer.

"Hey, didya leave this Calvino manga at the KFC,
you with the IFC shirt and the vegan, tree look?"

I saw you visual through yourself. Beside yourself.

Pre-Raphaelite recycling.

Beautiful.

First Serial and then Cheerful.

Dead boys who hate Tobey Maguire.

Sometimes at 19, they are still the National Theatre.

One which one just one which points and points at the pathos.

They're not falling for the Cindy Sherman.

Excellent!

It dimples my ass when they ice me like that.

You know?

My color of the foyer of liquefaction of such boys is moot.

Brain is everything else that seems.

Besides fucking I guess.

FUCKING CYBER-AARDVARK!