I’m writing, I’m writing I’m writhing I’m driving I’m flying I’m sighing I’m tying, up all the loose ends to
It’s bleeding, It’s ready, It’s going to give birth if it can help it. It will suck all the people
Teeth aching, mind rotting Mind aching, teeth rotting. stop, drop. Stop drop, drip. Stop, drop and roll. Maybe stop, stiff,
A whine is heard in my distance. The distance that surrounds me, involving me, without me there is no distance
You can feel it, right down deep in your stomach. You’re embracing that tightness as we speak. The jungle is
I’m working on a scifi style time travelling adventure, with two co workers and a team of dinosaur slayers. Don’t
I have read all day. I have cooked a nice breakfast. I have paid my bills. You think of the
Did you slip slop slap?
Punk ass mofo’s…
Also sorry about the polidicks lately, I get riled up.
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After three weeks of tribunal hearings, the royal commission into banking has outlined corruption and misconduct throughout all the major banks
“I’m enjoying myself,” said the young man in his mind. Flying to the limits of his own atmosphere he reaches