managed
to bring the perverse pleasure imperative
to a conclusion
there'll be another one
the relief doesn't last long
there's sleep, at least
then the imperative, again
defying nothing
by 2012 we'll all die of AIDS
if i can make just one other person miserable
i'll have spread my seed
it's no imperative
but it's a point
channeling easy mode
Sometimes I fade, like Bod . Then proceed to get away with things. Stealing time, treating myself. To a glorified journal entry. This pigmy...
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your widgets aren't working.
what about my cogs and sprockets?
lol!
yuku is down again! was gonna post a 'call for lyrics' post in russia girl's thread. will do it as soon as i can get back in there.
~t
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