the beatles are dead. andy warhols shit she said.
yeah.
reactor reactor reactor.
give me a better foot in time.
in luxury.
in love.
people said he left her for another woman.
but she knew he left her for another car.
a velvet craft.
we slide in shaking in the hole resting beneath the ground.
between the sun is cracks.
it breaks above our heads.
HolyWaterHosesTheWholeSchoolWhitePorcelainAgainstMyFaceSquattingDiscreetAndShitless Concealed.
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