zaftigg

Well my starship doesn't want me, and neither does this world
I'm glad I caught you on my viewscreen

Hold me like a girl I am the captain of the gravity Maxwell
Everywhere I see your face is Hot One
from the starship over venus to the sun
but it's a crime your mistique
momentary seizures of love, oh love

Well you're the grand one,...
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real women have curves.
hmmm.

cl0ck

drenched drenched to quench
and dead to the touch
this one had alot to lose and lost it all
still manages to lose a little more day by day
hard steel pressed against the thigh
dead skin split open like a black eye
in an unblinking slit, tears ceased forever
she won't try to make sense until it's too late
and obscurity is in style...
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still coming to terms with the fact that I'm home for another year.
going to be working.
going to go to school.
going to bite my fucking pillow.
going to stop mutilating my body.
going to wish I had gone further than mutilation.
every time.
to be the ultimo post teenage mutant.
my estomago hurts.
what's new.
I'd like to learn german.
I'd really like...
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I have just plunged into the depths of my sickness

as I found myself

taking a polaroid

of the fruit

of a dump session.

maybe I'll make a book and make millions for outsider art.

Maybe I'll end up in a dumpster a few years from now.

the quality of polaroids is so sad... maybe I just need a better model.

or maybe I need...
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technique is just an excuse for lack of style

skinned and flayed
I just wish I'd thought of it first
'you will love, you will'
and I will you to eat
me
with your arms around me
I will you to menstruate in my eye
flake me fuck me forage for something better than this

suddenly I just want to slit my


cl0ck

escalation and degredation and mother fucker I feel like a showgirl and this here graduation
everytime I turn around to walk across the stage with my big ass red feather contraption, someone else is dancing there
so finally I start showing them all up with my schizo tapskills
off the stage down the aisle out the door past them all
until I'm back with you...
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I love my tattoo artist.
Her name is Lea and she has been absolutely rocket sauce.
During one of our smoke breaks I took a few shots of her and was telling her a bit about SG, as I have the logo on my camera case, and I then proceeded to tell her about how a close friend of mine wanted me to photograph her...
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so much crushed in my head
shorts I want to make, need to make, bleeding from my fingertips
so many photos I need to take of girls of women of women and children of doggies and moon men with crusty bits of the moon dragging on their boots

I'll take your fuckin ape down in a heart beat
and kill tha monkey on your back...
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woke up with a vagina on the back of my knee today. Time to scourge away with medicine, no matter what that dove Lamb says. I need the pills to make me sane again, because apparently I was once a girl a thought a notion a rough sex rubber doll.
woke up tomorrow with you wrapped around my medulla, contracting, tripping me up, spilling my...
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would be could have been here
fuck fest just to remind me what a woman feels like
nothing behind it
waiting like a weather rock to be hit with the obvious
waiting for you to rock my world

never allow yourself to let go, girl
never indulge in feelings of grandeur
you'll never be good enough to be taken
and truly savoured, every morsel devoured...
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don't ever tell anyone anything because this could be heaven right here on earth.

cl0ck