gypsysilhouette

silent whispers echo tears into the night sky ever more the guinus that inflicts the charaters disposition, though some fault is fictisious and glamorious in sorts sorted simutanoeus without regaured to some offset far far behind the phantom googlely retard in juice pitchers and cows over the moon screwed blued and tattooed gypsy hooligans speaking the dotch move over coronal so we all fall down, down town born in the east of L.A. AND EVERYBODY WAS FUCKING ROARING.
-psycho babble