Dancing Down Roads Of Delusion Glowing Oregonleatherboy Wearing Blue Leather Jacket And Baseball Cap Blowing Smoke Animations Dancing Down Roads Of Delusion
Writ by Oregonleatherboy aka Jesse Lee
Call me now. Call me make me break me. But don't forget how was there when the ocean met the sun and the sun burnt to the ground in a deep hissing sound. With the dirty flapping edges of the earth cresting toward into infinity but then breaking down to magma. I watch as her body ride up and down moaning, screaming moaning was it erotic was it pain? It was a stain no matter what. It was humanity. It was a crawling, raper, raper, raper for if you didn't, the curtains couldn't be closed and inward couldn't walk in the gods again, from the edge of the solution you know, the gods again, from the edge of the solution, the solution? They called evolution. They broke it into an institution. And now here we are serving the teachers. For if you don't serve the teachers and you'll never get the bread and if you never get the bread, well, then you never going to be able to ride down the river again. The River of moaning the river of sun, the river of deep hissing, dirty flapping, cresting, magma. I only wanted it more than anything. He only wanted it more than you. And she only saw it for what it was when they couldn't come. Because they were too insistent on making me fall into the pit of cherries. Have you ever seen a pit of cherries? I mean, have you ever seen a cherry pit? Have you ever choked on it? Have you ever planted it deep in the core? Have you ever been to the core? The core? Have you ever been to the core? Do you know more? I don't think so. His way. God said after I was dead and wondered. who was it that sold?