Hold the tonic. Gin...run, rum, rum. Make it day.
Watch me enter. Wait.
The exit, micro delay.
Created sickness, ignore the cure.
Nightmare on Nerdstreet, that's not your car.
Headlights.
Open garage.
Love we electric.
Basement talk, silicon, whatever.
Running blind. I live here. Crushing it.
a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Showing posts with label girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label girls. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Saturday, August 1, 2015
I always knew Demi Levato was going to write the fluffy lesbian jam of the summer
And.
The most amazing girl-on-model-girl action in the new I Watch ad.
The most amazing girl-on-model-girl action in the new I Watch ad.
Monday, October 7, 2013
Meat
Something really, really new, and I'm sparing with it, even when pretending, but that's okay, it follows my age, and I've been thinking of me lately, like that oldness, like that Kate, and her ways, and how she can--everything--and I can--nothing--after all. Only.
Screwdriver melody
Work, work. Work, work.
You better work bitch.
earnestly agree with
You better work bitch.
And No sleep til
You better work bitch.
earnestly agree with
You better work bitch.
And No sleep til
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