Oh.
There are some things in this world, captain niobe, that will never change.
And somethings do change.
Excuse me.
Odd techno dance party vs. super odd sex scene on a rock.
Universe book pirate hat umbrella lipstick fluffy tiara table.
Goodnight sir, sweet dreams. bad dreams. wake up. picking up the phone. a boyfriend of bad beer. walking to the train tracks.
I don't want to intrude if you prefer to be alone.
It doesn't bother me.
Oh, bother. oh brother.
"i hate sleeping''
and you are still human. elevators.. almost no one comes down here, unless theyre made of stone. hillbilly cannibal, you've made your school proud.
it seems like a stupid place to get mad about.
UVA foxfield lawns sundresses for 150 and birds.
so we need machines and they need us, is that your point councillor?
why don't you tell me what's on your mind.
there is so much in this world i don't understand. so much of you i don't understand. but maybe thats ok.
I'm breaking this body down, it isn't mine.
Everyone is heartbroken.
A gift from one of the orphans.
Saviors, keys, cleared for take off, i feel so relieved you made that decision and went into the room.
Don't give up on him.
Don't give up on him.
Don't give up on him.
Who are you?
Drum solo.
airplane city dashed with spices, over-thinking and loss.
chopsticks. maquettes. you do not truly know someone, until you fight them.
or, version two: you do not truly know someone, until you shower with them.
program backdoors, back alleys and taking the back way (wertland st).
graffiti coma exciting.
Look at you. you turned out alright didn't you. oesophagus suit yourself.
Bingo.
Candy from a baby.
Heads cracking on railroad tracks and frat boys tearing up their shirts over small things.
boy, your the curb-bite of all situations. escalating escalating.
'sometimes things need to escalate'
and i agree.
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