trampette

I've been deliberating over a certain pinkness. But i feel i have plunged in, grab that pink mutt by its throat and licked into it till i reached bone.
on another note, I am in a dire situation over a bottle of chewable vitamin c. I can't seem to get my fill of them. I'm nice and yellow inside and i suppose the anitoxidant benefits cannot be so bad in that quantity. I just fill up that porcelain mouth with liquid citrine.

Books that i've got under my pillow:
The Woman in the Shaman's Body- Tedlock
Blood Diamonds- G. Campbell
( go ahead an adore that diamond on your finger, don't obey what de beers feeds you, people have been made into slaves over that fucking love is forever, I hate when slaughtering occurs and no one gives a damn. I saw obese diamonds on the hands of social workers during my masters, ugh!)

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s...................pinkness....tick tock tick tock.....pink eyes & rabbit desires & a beehive dripping milk