Friday, November 2


Blurring of words flabbergasted insanity --inside your own skull; torrents of pristine dust. And sacrilege through closed doors, I'm tunned, are YoU? like me, you can too, you just need lo lay of your old taboos, listen to me, young, brave man, the world is at your feet, if so you command; get ready for bed but before rememBER: that's the only place you'll ever bet, *feels more real inside your head* Are those unspeakable, remarkable and injufizzitedd with doble oreos things that NOBODY else would assume ever was/were?