Wednesday, October 6, 2010


I've got heaps of flicks but I can't be fucked uploading them. I feel possessed by the points of possession, a transgression from depression, the spark that flint that starts the new session. Bacteria poisoning, you are your new car smell, depths of heaven to the heights of hell, it will cure ailments from AIDS to that morning breath smell, try poking a dot and end up with ya dick lopped off, suck an egg or die laying it.

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