For me. . .
For me. . .
For me. . .
For me. . .it was like. . .
. . . . . . . .it was like. . .going down a huge roller coaster’s first drop without expecting it. My breath hibernated in between my vocal chords but no sound was audible from my lips. My body is so tired, eyes half closed. I suppose I should have gone to bed last night, but alas, the dawn of the new day called to my…
Chirp.
Tweet. Tweet. Tweeeeeet.
Philosophy.
Do you have a problem with that?
Mooooo!
Nothing but personal at that point.
Let your neck go.
Dominions somehow.
What is this sound?
Twirp.
Flyin’. . .
I’m glad you felt that.
And then the girls start going at me.
Where is the mind, can I see?
No. Don’t stand there!
He tries to establish his new moon. . .
Very Capital statement.
You see I am guilty of banks in America.
I am sure you will sock ‘im.
Sex. Yes, it was.
Do the Why on the Facebook!
Necklaces that feel like buttons can drive you mad.
I nod.
All I hear is your jibber-jabbing.
And a fast paced piano sonata.
You can be the promos, you can be the publicity.
I loved when he seated himself at the table. He was like an indulgent unicorn.
Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.
Someone needs to stab you in the chest during afternoon tea.
I try to breathe the life in, while breathing out.
I could die for a thousand nights.
Miscake me.
Robert.
Cut off all the sleeping horses heads.
Some old sad lady going to the bath.
Walstsenburg.
What are you doing here?
Tell me what you gotta say. .
I was with an alien and a guy.