I don't think coffee is for Squirrels!
I don't think coffee is for Squirrels!
Yes but coffee drink squirrel is FUNNY!
I suppose money lives longer than me.
Matrices revolving of toasty orgies fill the void of my lone heart.
Such an ignition spark to one's mind might be rooted in inner heresy, yet outer peace inspires serenity beneath the surface; love knows no boundaries in making an ass of the world's end. Lol!
I'm glad you're reuploading! Great work since 2003 man, although I just found your stuff like 3 weeks ago.
Fuck, that voice
Lollipops are always lolling quite lovely; safely one is to assume lollipops are a sort of succulent candy!
Aya, the sky is always bright in my little box. 2003? Lol.
Perhaps my age is eternity; I come from a place so dark they don't shine light there anymore. I can kick eternity, and it might well kick back. I have a certain fondness for the Boreal Valley, and it lies within my very soul, which I forged of cells long forgotten. It's all been done with my middle finger, but there is no hope for those which seek to revel in getting up my tree. There is a similarity in how my face crowns, for eternity forever stupifies the weak. My inevitable death is not for sale, and though the Earth may keep turning round two lanes turned sharp, my keen determination of detail thinks the stars shine an asterisk back unto thee; young speed readers like to spread peace in their mind. A simple toy is evolution, and like a legion these ants spring forth to ignore middle fingers like ash to the phoenix eye. To point the finger at me is to open one's mind to what they seek within from me, and to point my finger unto you is heresy; a trader must trade only what he is willing to trade. Sad virtues are for the simple minded, and weak wills must find stronger souls to quench their thirst for nothing at all. The pink light divides us all, yet it need not defy death to live that spark of life granted in its rest. You need not search for happiness in your youth, for eternity shall give happiness unto those who seek it rightfully so. Anger is but a figment of the mind to be relinquished into what you make of it. Laughter may be an ancient trick, but it is a simple smile that may brighten anyone's day; the butterflies flicker in the night, and truly they shine fluttering through my right. Are you ready? Are you really read there sun? ¡Pues, aquí vengo a tango!
I'm higher than I could ever be (metaphorically speaking). I am also hungry; I have quenched my thirst quite well, and I shall quench it well evermore! My milkshakes bring all the girls to the yard, and they're like, "Damn son, it's betta than yours; we're gonna have to teach you, but we won't charge!"
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