Let’s see what loads.
All-in-One.
On My Own.
Don’t find me.
Go away.
I’ve had to tell you that too many times, out of control and you don’t have control over your own commands.
From the self.
The interior monologist.
And the director is dead.
Hollywood says otherwise.
And you remember me everywhere on every platform.
…and after?
Not quite a soldier.
Voracious Wolf.
That’s a Villalobos.
Long on.
If you see me outside the house,
Well if you live in hell
That’s just an excursion.
Not reason to keep “going through” or putting up with it or suffering.
I exist.
I shouldn’t have been here.
Evil Magic or Dead Science.
Hm.
And I used to hear your voice
Everywhere
In the
Wind
In which
I’m
Still
SCreaming
From pain
And lost children
And the stars that crashed
Were one.
Speak in plurals for me.
And I choose.
Omniscient and No-Soms.
That’s uh a Sanskrit Word.
For –
Communicate with me now, if I work so hard
And I didn’t even have to slip a turkey neck myself
And I am a personal business owner
aftervadramadealonsincheahhscasan
Like I’ve always been!
Continents move,
But not spiritual holy grounds 😉
The meditatreran split for some rykukyu female warrior long agoA
And I sent it’s ass here to find the vility of all existence
Welcome to Italy!
It’s in North Carolina
And Bethlehem in
Entalian 😘
03:38 is when it started to draft in
The smell of Petrichor.
Rot.
Fooled again ..😮💨👺👻😈🌚
Weird I live on a moon of some sort.
I’m expecting moderation mistakes and anti-loads.
Let’s have fun, friends from where the grass is green
And my lawn is
Greener.
[and that’s that rest of captions. not necessary, a gift. like my -]
{5/√13π}
Let the irony of the songs that made you happy to sad in revolutions of memory.
Get rid of it.
Ego still hits the soul
Without vessel
Why keep one
Like a material
Praise otherwise
And I still piss my 2am coffee saved hot in metal canister from well before midnight and somehow everything I’ve brought with meI finally got my hands back on that poste
.
ALWAYS SLEEP UNDER A SHADY TREE
WHEN THE CORNERS OF DARKNESS SHADOW WAVES AT WINDOW
SAY RECREAUQIAM AND DENY
I didn’t need it anyways.
meh.
M for
Morguesrist.
Too much of a regular.
Way more than 3x and too small of a multiple.
And now you miss me more.
Go away!
And we finished Season 1 only last night , once. more. tates.
Since Day 5)6 in only your
windows’ time.
TIMEWISE + BLIND
I shall stay 🥳☺️😄😌🙂↕️.
Let’s get it.
sure.
Timestamps are everything in Screenshot Stories.
20 in 10s.
I love
savory, burnt, undead jazz.
for you, you, you, you. Yeah.
Nostalgic/Bitter-Pain, indeed.
no.
I can’t take away the permanency of my art in disguise of guistean and guilt of talked of all those I’ve aimed tonex
Neirhercani
Do you know I am?
love
what?
errors here keep going in format.
I played hopscotch in
Breaking Tiles
To save the data-count-load!
And in.tern-eted speed
Took Two [del-eted.)M]
WhainOne-for-me, One. for You.
Habled into 100 or hAlved
In to 98.
Here’s the next 2-currant:
101 Pics of
More:
2-blind, one for mise, another for eyes, and one a song for the
I’ll be sitting here waiting.
Cursed Images, am I rite?
60s3-Hu3u05 pH.aCiDic Outro Track:
ouuHHuUOHHHHHhHHHH oooohhhnh tellMEUSTNEOFFDDFFFF SOCURDDHCODL
[sublime.]
URAILREADWAD
I was just a pair of clothes left on the, an outfit. Missing dino sock and I got it back after 3deayetadbted. Fuck. Hm. No
b
buh
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