Santa’s not going to come to town. Could of sent her a prophet

Hardball sweet and sour. I couldn’t take a freeze.

Santa’s not going to come to town.

Could of sent her a prophet.

Me sell tint to person – 3 shades complemented. Your silence is cooperative. Very close to the woman’s house. What if I didn’t show up. It’s a belief – oh oh oh [X2…]. Why would you want a red to yourselves. This is the first time you expressing something like that. Surprise abandonment. I just recalled I have these hats – cheers to progress. Suicide dial. Ocean flip.

Pitcher does not travel for anyone. Realize my dad’s in the future.

It’s just a lonely fuckin’ road.

About my writing being “filler” and when you go through what I go through, you don’t have a choice.

Keep your own little mittens.

Brandyn has a habit of guests tagging her and sharing how great she is.

Naturally number can be provided.

This time’s family with luxury. Beholder that is me.

Each guest tags and lights it’s me.

We talked to our wedding anniversary 1.

Would it be today if you can get it together. Chip ’em and coreless. Especially add a little finger to the mix. Point of sales – 3.50 – a 2 daughter mom. Never got read. Treating people fair without bashing them. We are going to title go [get] along.

Practicing 1 was creating a piano.

I’m aware that she’s a legend. You’d be set for a gumbo.

Don’t you just want with all your heart to fuckin’ kick it.

Enter for me. I was working people far away scene/s.

[[2014]] The best things in life are given to those who don’t decide
[[2022]] The dead eye holder is its name. Do they rain drop that –spirit walking. Sometimes I’m waiting for brass judgement on the brain. 5 deepest secrets—5 mystery bars. A practicing survivalist. A seahorse. I will never get over my want to chill

It’s just a lonely fuckin’ road. About my writing being “filler” and when you go through what I go through, you don’t have a choice. Keep your own little mittens

December 8th, 2022

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