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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