Your Loathing Impulses

Hit run strained touched listless needs no explanation preponderance of scent had no still hand of mine had to nest just hadoff had often wanted to know how old you really are


Problem thinks twice that he had no break in character grand his money’s gone more artsy characters losing it

Gained notion that something was actually done

Thought for a second that he hated us but possibly he was in trouble how’s that excuse today

How you connect the dots is somewhat inane but don’t destroy but all your pen Roman

Craft full disproven will which want to click still awry we’d’ve thought to see that it is

Some such too threatened gotta dash good luck, bitch!

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