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Oregonleatherboy Wearing Black Leather Biker Jacket Smoking
Oregonleatherboy Wearing Black Leather Biker Jacket Smoking
The Smoke Hits Your Face
The smoke hit the face hard and surprisingly cold. Before the realization that it was a belittling gesture roused the ego it somehow lay dormant seized by some beast within his iris. |
A lecherous unyielding presence surrounded by frozen blue shallow waters.
Since when is shallow good? For starters when we are a virgin to swimming. After breaking an arm, or both, and had a leg removed to save the other leg which died anyhow.
Nope, a leg doesn't have a heart or does it fart but the asshole it's attached to sure does. There it was again that nagging fucking ego and yes he almost gets the point .
Before slipping down that deep slant of slick sudden steep lured or inattentive no matter blame.
Drowning is final as our feet slip down the vinyl a panic sets in and flailing for a grip it is sink or swim. the chill in smoke as it pronounced itself dead center of the eyes with a purr. Not a house cat with its fiercest relax being that of a cheap vibrator it jacked out jet blast jacuzzi streams like a jaguar purring.
25 hertz of vibrations just as a cat purring that did not stop as the smoke cleared its face. A cat can either purr or roar, but not both.
Prying itself from the haze which settling had turned into a clear cement for moving had become a null feature. Neurons fired and synapses jumped and cleared for landing.......but the glance wouldn't break.
To make matters worse, thoughts loomed around in mazes of bewilderment always resurfacing at the iris's shallow shores in hands of ego.
All the while memories come rushing to the surface with a rage that is unstoppable. Yuck
Brainjacking
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