I follow every accord and every diet
Everywhere I go I find the chosen rays of sunlight stream
And kind help but mentally feel a thud in my circumvention
At the plate of shrimp that hadn’t been cleaned. I on most a day and pick out with fork
But forgo because I ate leftover lechon pork and I feel dismal for the grease and unhealthy fries.
No sacrifice in my paereceve, all digest and chaos.
I find myself withering for another solace of a hit of the vape
And otherwise legealized herbal smoking tonic of vitamin b before it hits the supplement vitamin tree of C.
Chemistry derigree whatever, all I want is to feel I’m doing right.
The mass index worked out and I gained 20lbs and lost 5
Dress sizes
And now about 10lbs are gone altogether and the size of my former liver scaresme
As I’ve made amends through diaoleotreary preference. Of porcelain.
Time to pray or write or muse or play music and I choose every option bc I’ve committed to the branches that breathe all life and whispers in the air like some french tune of war histroy.
At least I ate my 3 baby squids and my baby chiweenienien Pip didn’t quite care for the squid tonight (strroonngghnngg) but enjoyed the ciopinno pasta where I was so starved I threw the eggs in the sauce and said who would know and cut the salt.
Privilege is to know there is option; bounty is to mean you enjyou it.
Can’t wait until the next quarterzs up in September. Break the gawddiddhihddigly potats out!.
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At least the sauce
Won’t be saucy in the morn’
I’ll just add tons o butter
Y Oil.
It’ll be good that way.

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saccharine star is the playlist of tonight’s tunes. Go find it other Solscitecaha Sourjourners. I get rhythm when I get the bluesformetronome-madness. *hinthintwinkwonk* [the latency has turned that tune amazing. I’m liking it better and better =] {underground garbage vibes ~playlist focus~ still adding to it y building.}