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contortionist turd torture
- project a verse and hex your television with morbid curses
- malevolent turns in presentation using a machete to then torture smurfs
- every other station is a complete wreck just a distortion and blur
- settled for watchin a porn about some pathetic orphaned and whorish nurse
- then fastforwarded to the event when they recorded her squirt
- not really one for an overly growing flesh of a worn girth
- maybe a more athletic form like a contortionist without any corset and
- inside of an orange skirt
- and kids are horrible in mind thats why im enforcing aborted birth
- in repetive mourning detriments couldn't get any worse
- a horse startled me losing focus on formed attention for a second or less
- and ended up droppin my fuckin smore in the dirt
- now im within the depths of a torment and disturbed
- no motivation is left im forgettin to change sittin inside of a cold kitchen inside of a torn shirt
- appetites in a supression but still im shitting without any discretion i just let em
- eject onto the linolem floor and it's monochromatic aesthetic checkers
- has become the definition of a storage for turds
- went to sea world and ripped a dolphins dorsel fin off and reattched to a deformed worm
- threw the rest of the ambrosia gelatin at the bedroom door then kick over a porcelain urn
- leaned over to far when cookin a box frozen already corn and a portion of
- extremity flesh met the orange element then forming a burn
- jackin off while readin the nutritional facts on the side of some cornflakes while
- I yell like im a schizophrenic and morbid massochist elevating the level vocal
- cords and their met decibles in a frienzy of stormed sentences with aa voice echoing
- scorn stern
- then ejaculate warm sperm ontop of a chess board burdened
- pretending i was millipedes corspe dead after exposure to more germs
- floating above of myself in witness to a 3 person event of an immense
- abhorrence observed
- injected a vessel of cortigo steriods into the torn flesh of a poor bird
- fell asleep on top of the toaster again and drempt of a scorched dessert
- robbed at a tense gunpoint of my crembrule on the porch sitting only 10 minutes before
- work
- nonsensical perception heard no presence of any noises up in the attic instead
- I went to explore first
- a plethora of fictitous irrelevant information and still yet to be embedded of any sort
- a chorus emerged
- friends with benefits took a pestilent turn for the worse when i equipped
- appendeages up in a latex and started performin a brain check that ended in trepenation
- when I fell way into the roll and envisioned myself as an award winning
- applauded indiviual possessing a decorative doctoret
- and pressing forward then as a confident formed surgeon
- but deep inside of my core hidden im goin at a hundred miles a second and sweatin up
- salt ions from inside of my forehead nervous
- emerged outta my house and concerned parents start yellin to barricade windows the
- perves out again and cummin with an evidently infinite measurement
- of a deadly met seminal bursting
- i'm just tryin to instill their pathetic lives with a slightly felt incline of embetterment
- i though that pouring of high temperatures might've got em a little bit more thirsty
- but fine, i'm sure i'll eventually cum across somebody thats more worthy
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