Monday, April 3, 2017

The Freedom to Freely Write

I hope

that

You want to lie in Your comfy bed

and blow me off, at Your leisure,

and eat my Love,

every morning,

before 9 a.m.


I am not sorry ... but I am ... Sorry


Your Name Is St3ffanie.

I love You more than God

I love You more than God love You.

God

Love

Dan Deacon

Cum in my eyes, My vision, My Guts, My Poop, My Semen Explosion







My Bu






My butthole

Never Matter



I am an atom

I am a Quark

I am a Quarky

I am a Quirky

I am A Jerk


God is a Woman

People Are Dicks

Piss is Shit

Love is Cum

My Grand ma, Is a Fat Ugly Cunt with cheeZbRGURS 4 Lips

I am feeling home

I am hum  ly

Lee cum in my uterus, My Male Tiny Cum Bucket Full of Drenched Wings and Angel Tears, Having Sex with Grand ma, Looking out of Gay Blind Windows, At Rotating Ships made of Intergalactic Space Whores, Going to Love Freedom and Fickle Tomboys, Eating Healthy, Crunchy, Feeling Like A Good Shit

I love her beautiful eyes.

Andee. I am growing up so fast.

I love seeing you smile

and seeing you do some thing nice for some one who you love the most

We listen to good music. We feel immortal and eternal and somewhat infinite

We are more proud of ourselves and each other

than we could ever imagine being.


It matters.

I love You.


You are God.

Andee and St3ffanie and Aaron and Malakai and Mom and I are God,

just like every other person.

Humans are animals. Animals are not always people.

God is People.

I dearly deplete to Nature of your human gift

The Green Love of Inside Grows to Nurture

Limitless

Endless

Perfect

Beyond Perfect

Glowing, Lighting

Burning

Happy

Dance

Life

Bursting with Joy

Enjoying the Smallest

Love with a Christ

Bleeding, Smiles

Screaming in Terrible

Pleasure, Holding Hairy Sweating Greasy Sticky Hands and Fingers

Groaning Godly

I hope you are belief

I am what you do, You will be what I do

I do what you believe

Grab your wrist and pull

Stand Steady or Lie Softly

Wash the skin

Lick the teeth

Seal the wound

Shit the food

Shoot the Angry Lion with a tranquilizer, if you got 'em.

Drink the bottle of wine.

Kiss your only child good night.


Good night, Humanity

Sweet Dream

Bye Internet

See you in the morning,

Love,

Gregory Wredberg






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