as a lost deer as a small-town whore lonely, rejected by the locals i stole you from the turkish pasha the alpha male whose grandpa tortured our grandmas i took you to my chambers of art where you found everything he couldn’t give you plus your big breasts and i manipulated them yes
oooh finally i understand the meaning of our short adventure i can take it out now and masturbate…
аfter us аfter we die off cats will take the lead of the world
the cat is a CEO the cat is cool the cat is beautiful the cat gives attention only when she wants
the cat has a sense of humor the dog does not to be so calm in this world means a mountain sense of humor
the dog is an idealist the dog reads the Bible and turns the other cheek therefore it is seated in cages and concrete yards and waits for the owner's selfishness the cat does not entertain the leash the dog needs a...
hey you! enter my nest we will speak, and speak … and, when we go over the whole dictionary we will kiss. ashamed then we continue to talk, and talk … until we utilize all languages we know. only then, in a moment we will shut up and suddenly take off because wings grow out of boredom.
i guess you didn’t know that birds have wings because they don’t know how to kiss and stay in bed all day long?
bicycle park weed pinkfloyd sex weed pinkfloyd sex bicycle park sex weed pinkfloyd sex bicycle park bicycle park bicycle park pinkfloyd weed feethands park pinkfloyd feethands sex sex feethands park book feethands weed pinkfloyd bicycle park wine weed cinema bicycle pinkfloyd
all the people that I won’t ever get to know all those people that I see on the streets : bitter pain
all the women I will never fuck/love - read only one, both together are deadly
all the women I will never taste never wake them up in the morning never force me out of their bed to tidy up all morning coffees without sugar all their irrational fears all those stories I unwillingly hear all their hairstyles ...
Freedom is the word for you - for me - for the bird, the sun, the cow - and your nose –
The dream wins over the reality. What is dreamed of Is tastier than what touches the senses. For you create the maze For the lost electrons inside That create the image of possibilities, - you decide when they will find the exit of the maze -
What outside of you is taking form You don’t control – powerless, , you are. It is not your child - you merely put the salt in...