Choices just feel wrong. He'll always click into early nights, but I could never relax, "if you break it up &then swallow it, along with two aspirins, the potency is
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In fragmented fibers, threadbare seams, sinking into the cavernous stomach, dissolving stitches in the folds of our body; salt in the waves of the atlantic.
(The tiny capsules burst like supernovas, & writhe around like a wicked thought.)
I came here to tell you my loinz have been shakin' my hips are gyratin', my hitachi's vibratin', when I think about steaksauce from shoulders to fingers leave it on till it lingers like top 40 pop singers