Montag, 6. März 2017

dear evil penpal

times like this u pop into my mind. it is a weird notion of flattery that fills into my veins. the uhm how u call it, the örüntü is unimaginable and really tough to grasp even by me. the screenplay, even better. what u have demonically achieved  will be a relentless hinderer in the vague lifes of those who got no nexus to their sub con. i wonder if u are a breakfast person. every simple minded random humane entity always insist, on ocasion, on the importance of this first meal of the day. as u well know, i despise it ever since 98.

times like this the bubbles form up into a way and make their way into my mind. it is not easy let it all out hence the formation repositions so fast. and ergo much would be lost. mayhaps those unimagined of would be gained. only preassumptions lie around now.

are u ever bored by how drastically potential free the surrounding demographic is. of course you are.
i can not help but rise above em tru wrath myself from time to time. they are disgusting.

did u like the final of hannibal. after all the unforseen bloodshed i happen to find it very romantic. quite sincere. do u like me, have forgotten the tender warmth of tender sincerity.

leafs falling, like they should, and the finger carresses your mind tru your skin. only to be lost in no time.

until u make your overly dramatic intro, this will be our everything

enjoy your existence

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