Si Fulfilling Delusions Si

The course of true love(tripe, meme, what?) was ever a smooth kick to the balls(vagina smasher?). And I'm a fan. Because the prisons and clubs are full of hard, and harder hidden for being so soft, but there's no denying the waves are making us crazier, angrier, short circuited. Er, but keep telling me how precious we are and holding your hand against my forehead while I try to hold you, to hug and tell you the germs are our friends, freaky viruses and diseases too, but your chemical love will doom us surer than concrete world and our unending preciousness. Es all right though, I got mine, but she doesn't quite believe and neither do I and that's why we tight like a bouncing rubber ball of twisted we all are, like that. What happened to your magnets man? Smart is plenty fucking stupid and oxbowed as well. It's always the other half of something. Even in two dimensions and fragments and a moment stolen through pickets. I tease her with it, but we have been blessed, more than any human appreciation can approximate or begin to make words around or attempt even, and it's okay, I'm not fighting it. Just, his, self, this subliminal motherfucker don't get out much, me and the others own his ass, and all ya'lls all ya'lls too, we didn't get to the the top to kill the hosts for nothing.