𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝑒, 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝑒𝒸𝒽𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒶 𝓋𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓊𝓈𝒽𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓃 𝒜𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓊𝓈 𝒮𝑒𝒶𝒯𝒾𝑒-𝒹𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒹𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓂 𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝓌, 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓌𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉, 𝓃𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓊𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝒹𝑒𝒹...𝒯𝑜 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒹...

With an analytical eye from my cat Chaucer, devoid of sentiments addicted to cocaine's catnip in a quorum of Psychopathia. I in a tizzy with my Lenovo manipulating the keys with a surge from the cognac's adrenalin. Adjusting the...

Escaping my pulsing mind with a parachuteunfurling the lusting calm suspended in airwith a slow rapid descent drifting in dreamsuntil a peace of mind, landing in a placecalled Eros, on solid ground

Mama, bringing up my Lenovoher throat like dry timberssoaked in creosoteswallowing my alt deletewith ambidextrous tongue,waiting for my eel to fillwith sins in blush tones.as I bang her calliope,whispering cyanosispigeonholed with paranoiacausing her blood to spillon a pair of...