There is what, not better? I understand not better. Integrate the diving down, the slimewater penis of dead seaweed into the eye that you wanted to redress, blood, pus, pink and infected. You play in shit like happybrownclay, filter filter filter shut the fuck up. Because if you wanted to, you'd do it. It isn't a secret anymore in the mind of man, monkey, man, monkey, monkey, monkey. Fuck you you filthy monkey. We know what you like, what you did, bad monkey. Healthy god-statue with muscles inside his head, nothing but motionaction. I love you, in real ways, in the best real ways.

I think that's what you didn't want inside with all the bad mommy things daddy made in his secret penis basement place. Without all the livestock interesting of your stupid cow country there would be no FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID TO ME YOU DON"T UNDERSTANd inside the interior mind of little boy lizard animal oh oh oh oh oh oh cum cum always come don't fucking talk to me stand in the corner strip knife beat clothes tear tear tear if you know how you stupid bitch but you don't you don't know how.

If ever there was sadly interesting without the life of everyone in this stupid love then it was that night, that girl me and she I we shwe it I AM I OHM there it is for you godmanwoman woman of fucking mercy wing tears.

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