I calmed my friend by knowing trust
It was stupid
I love a narcissistic passionate woman
I share clients with my hostess, Julia
Demons that like woman are also woman
I am dark to feel love as a clone
Clones like hope
I am charged with needing a good friend
Amounting to a pissed off posterior
Gold calls yes to need
I am home
I am trying to say, feel sexual, not cold.
Locked into money is Sartre.
It's been done -- why? -- to be delectable.
I liked doing what is free.
I liked knowing what people are.
I don't like being bright. It's nothing but safety for my hopes.
Mere nature is good; I don't do life with softness.
I have to be a brown glove.
Wither thou goest, I shall be friendly.
Collided with need: a polite foreigner
I just wanted to fuck around without being a pig.
Guess what happened?
Teach is need. Need is being. Being is nonexistent
Nonexistent teaching brings darkness to the tribe.
I deem love a way to love life
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