Leather Fletcher, hold me back.
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Leather Fletcher, hold me back.
Two Earthlings (2009) by John Brosio
go dive dive
“when the humor has gone, there lies truth” - poem by me
I see the world with absurd wonderment , and that’s all I can seem to describe of it
I give tears to the idiotic
I whisper love to the nauseating
I even provide soul to an object that was never envisioned with life inside
And yet I work in silence, keeping this affair with mascots alive through the heated passion of conscious stupidity
No one knows these giggled murmurs or late night worships in my dreams
I keep it as entertainment
And see a crowd as fools just to keep myself breathing still
For they will never know the fruits of unshakable truths that I squeeze inside me
A cocktail of my own irony
being a writer is fun
Not now honey, I’m thinking about the odd similarities of Frankenstein (1931) to Puzzle’s music video for “Love is a Place to Hide”
This and many more, even down to the criminal jumpsuit… but I might be a tweaker…
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the new album is cool
In this essay, I will discuss the strangely common pattern of being a vada vada fan and being into some form of pet play
More relevant than ever.
He’s glowing because he is pure of heart
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GUYS
This feels like it would be heavy handed symbolism in a dystopian novel.
How we are meant to interpret Bucees’s existence, only time will tell.