Basically it’s a fucking joke, the church is a terrorist organization, and I’m a rape victim so I don’t get to enjoy lust.

Trust me:

Once you pay me and kill the queen
They’ll put you in prison
As a privilege

Ball punch claims heir sprass

One one hundred exclamation points

Chouette on my feet broke the Glasses

Fun times(!)

Ingratiating backdoor policies

Guitar, strong like a bow

Hey!

Often swarmed he wrote it

He claimed my witness

Depressant sweat

In stress, why not catch:

> vowels

> dry ice

> facts

That language only gave up is why it’s nonsense a i.e. no one is serious about life anymore.

I guess the point is I don’t understand how literary voice works

No but, it’s also a police state

Isn’t that more important?

Fatfucks dying

Pissing ostrich

Dumpnuts

Eat shit fatfuck!

Technical prowess will be needed for victory

But passion let’s you last longer

Just some thoughts

To writing we kick one out

They realize eventually but we might need a purge at some pointy

We’ve got a lot to catch up on, mr. C#

How well I know you

This one

That pl as y

Position

Luxury

Age well lover

Sytr

It seems that people become psychotic when adult males are afraid of them

I do not much understand why