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  • Cry to what made us happy yesterday: Dilute the Self in Thyme Oil + Gardenia Fragrance to Save your Crossroads, not your soul.

    October 8th, 2024

    [abandon.theves.seel.]

    Embrace.
    your-
    Own!
    Spooky+

    Lights and imaging

    Is a good way to get into horror movies productions

    Direct your own shit show

    And a roll of fishing line

    Never goes too far

    To every dandy

    That says

    They don’t believe in ghosts

    And troupes that stalk in revenge A

    D croatoan is a scheme all the way to Croatia and forbidden churches for girls and nuns named Sofia.

    And soapy is the mouth of the heretic that switched the palette to black

    And blackest black

    To jet

    Onyx.

    hematite.

    Magnetic in your frequencies and the North Pole needs no south and is no reflection.

    A Nuance to

    –

    well, Magnetism.

    And in all my suffering of southern winds

    And a house held seldom in botany

    To curses and a Welsh Witch

    And Legends only au natural en Black

    Unlike tawny dishwater rakes

    And you too just took it

    And the business isn’t wired

    On

    Your

    Serv

    Erean.

    Please, the coffee filtration system is fine.

    Thyme Oil is antibacterial!

    And antifungal to the likes of souls and much stronger than wisteria and more poisonous than gardenia.

    I’m tired of your flies while you’re covered in dark light johnwaseals

    And I’m

    Not stuck [in shadows + dim twilight time lights served on a platter of the plate of evenirean it self. Hm.? πŸ˜πŸ˜’]

    Flick er the light switch aye

    And I’m going to annoy the shit out of you

    N the speaker

    That takes no turns nor switches

    Cry to what made us happy yesterday. I think that’ll be a good title now..


    and it goes like that in sequences

    when you look

    at

    these p

    pictures o

    of me.

    Awful like Offal, isn’t it?

    The Stench..somewhere else. A

    And in that.

    It’s October.

    Happy Samlaineashineshqaanatchatcratzs!

    Ive been cooking too much German made by a Deutsch trafficked in.. bog goo when I come from Lands of Milk & Honey all the way to the Coast, for the Ghosts with the Most.

    C

    Asperia: Sensing-Seer Working Overtime.

    Always. oN. nGFsHiFtZZZzHrTsaZ aug. Mentedotadjust.

    I’ll give you a good online haunt.

    jooOHnnNYYYErEEeEe 🎢🎢🎢🎢

    Hi

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    Wheereayueean doiean in me

    schdksanetshsffgsszzz πŸ•ΈοΈ.

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