temazepam paste! ooh la la! like zanax, but less in the body, more in the head or something. ever tried staying awake on sleeping pills? i don't know more and any or care about descraptions, in momentus aexis, lala. i want a lap dance nap. pants. breasts in my face and cookies in smallbite size plecesla........a line of coke would ocme in ahdndy,d andy, little bit of livin, workin on leaving the live ones. mouse flash, similar huh? fuck that, never leafe the life livers, true ones that'll bring out the synergy in world beautlf. i could probably tri ahrder but no worries uncle sam cheers. tremendous allowances for the brain and the process, but no term memero, it's excellent nap nipples. i'd like to be more in control of what's going on, but this is drowsiness' heyday. all youa need is revision/deaditing to take away the original alocrocodiles in. self-censorship bad game never go back unless its for submission to the man who doesn'tmean a thing in this lit biz shittrap. that's so beatgen. horshet. fuck the beats those talentless wipes. the popscene gets encapsulated by the actors and not the work, just like modern popcultr, mtv etc. hey extroverted arrogant nevershutup types fuck you and your hopeless strends...postmodernists too. those clowns just want to change poetry just to get their names on a plaque and feel as though cracked sky limit so forth...all theory shit product. france is where it's at jackrabbit. --half of this changs every minute. tempts to go back. maybe the raw temazepam head will bring replete for tomorrow's well rested head dremadance, luckid? this'll be blasty to check out tomorrow. 020614 ... Irreverent Lovejoy do they sell it in wheatgrass flavanoids? "look, it's funky winkerbean. hey, funky! and there's the noid." calmblueocean_calmblueocean_calmblueocean it's only a pork product away fuck shitman _and_ the beats my nickname or nickna_meme is po, but i still seek le tree 020615 ... daxle no, they give me lorazepam 020615 ... farmfish marzipan in tosca. she, with thee brown eyes, couldn't speak english but somehow we ended up in thee backseat of her uncle's fiat. 020615 ... paste! the fuel formats, mutual_oil fried accountant's potatoes good slick irfamofo requires more blankets toads little truncated versions of that single elusive refrigerator that's so fucking big you gotta question how it became elusive second fish comes barreling down the stream...we got our tractor beams...hey shanaynay give me the yodeling_bait...thanks shanaynay...ok here comes second fish (my it's a cold stream and that is not an airplane segment in that standout tree, yes it is, must've crashed. when they find out from the autopsy, the pilot died of mustard)...the second fish he has geriatric scales like a doctor of slappy nastro mail-order fax daisies and that makes me sick...coming closer...shanaynay bring me my net...thanks shanaynay...okay prepare tractor beam...ready ready READY...fish caught...yay! that was stacking duodenums like pisa michelin entrail fever! my feet are becoming gelatinous pancreas worship and that's a damsel thing to do. bedside loansharkess. live at l'ancienne the go and the weave thru, leatherman multis, it has never seen this corridor the arrows fly by it is touching along the wrong spanish tiles oh the mortar changes color when you wish that the paintings had better frames...sooooooo, retrace steps vs. dodge arrows, safety comes in pins, let's go. this art gallery is all fucking with my head and i have 8 pounds of charcoal in my pants which will displease the kings and queens of this place i'm about to walk into...sup guard, want some high-quality traloclepalexa (modern love/skirm) and street level prices...sure, here's a wad, enter...pass step #1...great leopards now...big fucking bluish tinted rose-behind-the-ear new-age sewage leopards looking like the samurai-meets-archaelogist type...wish WISH is especially disconcerting seeing as how these are FUCKING CREATURES. last night there were apricots all over the highways. these leopards though mean no harm, they just got their perms and are ostententaclatiously meddling through a coma book collection that i don't give a fuck about...king and queen arrive. they have scar marks all over everywhere as if they had to survive a mass raid of the jumping-jack nazi ninja flamethrowing lightspeed-petrified_kiwi hurlers of that dark-not-to-be-talked about part of town. nevertheless, it gives them character and coffee table talk. i explode the coffee table into raisins, that sequentially walk off into mouseholes, and converse. ever seen a mouse talk to a raisin? it's boring, "fuzz meets dehydration, yadda, yadda" "i was on a plantation, you were a traveler and so on" the king and queen like to sweat in public. they enlist the makers of fine bacon, stalling, slipping out into 89 different languages per inhalation, 45 per exhalation. digeridoo speak, but not really, not how it works. still the sun turns into shades of alfalfa when it gets it's drivers license. it's dynamite, rich with cholesteerol (can't steeer), ohh, altogether now, yeah, altogether now, YOU MAKE the graavvvy. no cut. amtrak prague ravioli violin pasta chorus, take 50! and actionnnn! the closest you can come to being inside of great redwood is by gargling the minty fresh sap diluted with yo mamas water. sparkles of wingless 2x4 nutritions. nite bmyaral brain lda ziipping cross-patterns gong ballistic-none, sloog manial. nit broken rays not rays, broken meshes, meshes obligated to preserve sumtin good. i hope i didi. .exec 020914 ... stork daddy don't worry. i got it. 020914 ... paste! whoosh gluck gluck say more about onara, bye gonna go split my train into two allspice cartels and trust me when i say ballista almighty croosbowl ride into the sun, ride into the suneverything seems so pretty when you lock your self up in self-pity va vette alpaca. nico you must have alpaca. it's cordial. they believe instead of lal la la, oh the gralvy cerebral pailsy paisley printed who wanted to fuck the sheets instead of dude, some blathe earlier. that's cool as fuck. dislocaticus rex. zippit this kicking in fierece damn pillow call 933 azappa my guitalcum powder wants to kill yo mammary lochness plum for sale the monster begged in the lokcoalnes induction is majesty fan of tryptophan kneepacks icegel tony roma baby backpack ribbons. punk patches and spikes also tertiary to the funda panda exhibito-mariah careless. hit one, hit two, snapple pound 16 ounces of fresh salmon rushdie ideals there is no mango in this house there are landmines in the damp trellices that figure no such oppotran get the dodge out of here! fuck! beddy bye g'nite da si simulatorque wench deez dreems gonna be hiphop hip as IHOP at a stateline, somewhere neuterly new and neutral, trial by trail. and pancakes! seeyas 021105 ... unhinged lorezapam lorezepam 141126 ... unhinged benzos 141126 ... dafremen A rare, coherent paste! blathe..wow. REal blather treasure here. 141127 ... shpaaaaaaaaaaaa shpaaaaaaaaaaaa 141205 ... unhinged (don't need em anymore. breathing, meditation works just fine) 190112 what's it to you? who go blather from