Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Rutted

Gormless thing rutted by the fixture the fir the future of slaves. And benders and Mona said hear this thing its the mere memory of ruins no the auto apocalypse of rain.



Bug eyes shows up to get tension. Not attention. She dont understand that part of the gambit. Its not her ass that's wearing socks but her feet.



Mona hears everything and sees nothing. She's ereased the names to protect the guilty from damaging the innocent. And depraved. They move to the north way as nothing ever grows there. That's become honest.



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Afterword
its only iditots whose phones ring after midnight.

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