(c) Marie Marshall
coke a cola adds life, tastes good, and a can is red and whote for color therapy.
whote man talk with forked tongue.
“whote” is such a strange reality.
–male diseased prostitutes selling orgasm assistance to buy drugs,
it is to me the ashiest of gardens…furthest from tinker toys and an inversion of the way female prostitutes are so glorified by men, male prostitiutes are last in line at peter’s gates,
but it’s early morning here and a smile needs to be mustered. if you don’t mind, i’ll throw on the one with the red tongue. thank you!
Throw unto your heart’s content.
Jings, there went another one!
The image of wet ash conveys such sadness.
Yes it does. I thought that when the image came into my mind.
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