godxes

Kiss
Your fear
Your red button
Falls from my mouth

Slip
Your dress
Over your head
It's been so long

Move
On top
Because that way
You touch her too

Turn
Your head
Come back again
To here knows when

-Who can guess who?-

Flowers are for children you silly puss
Dancing between legs of fire
In and out and out for good
Is what a good boy really should

Moist the most and win my prize
Dance the dirt and rock my dive
Vibe the ride, then blow the whole
Blame a whore, just save your sores
Venereality and Cistianity
Godly Vice and Crotch of lice

Master fate...
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In the face of danger we prevail. In the face of safety we might fall. But in times of trouble, instinct will most certainly take over. Our sociable minds will rot, and out comes the inwardness. Awkwardness. Like a fine wine, with time things will change, break down, build from the leftovers, and, finally make the grade. I cannot stress enough the importance of instinct....
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Will the first to die be the first born in the aftermath of a government gone awry? No, probably not. Will we continue to obsess and stress the importance of war against the harmless, yet "malicious" little countries. Oh, how arrogant we've become. Perhaps it's time to look to the true problems within New Rome's own walls. They will crumble. They will burn. And thus,...
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wow, how do I always get fucked when the wind blows a seperate path from before? It never seems to fail. I will always go down before i have a chance to catch my breath again.

Christmas is here and yet another lame, fucked up, shitty family feud. My family is so damn irritating. I wish for once, one year, people would get along. Anyway, jolly cheers your way. Let's drink some braaand-y and sit by a burning building in romantic bliss.

Oh I wish I were an Oscar Myer Weiner, cause everyone would be in love with me. And if I were an Oscar Myer Weiner, everyone would be in love with me!