no you don't
peanut
come one ! come all !
to morrow night we hear the fall
of child a brethren many in may
of mother of florals cries at pray
to the fiery theater where steam is high
while the malicious spirit shall freely fly
unto a moor upon the sea
the spirit in counting travels free.
solitude of the highest fair
may find its pennies here in there
but in the dome of secret plays
withering ignorance may wonder astray.
partly due to uncounted ballots
sneeking in parties of untimely bandits
burglars of short, plump and mellow
yet filled with teacake; a worthy fellow !
you want me to tell people i love them? the thing that killed basil hallward??
the glory of the morning, to lay flowers across her arms my fingers absentmindedly drumming a soft melody on her shoulder the timing correlates with the swooning beat of my mortal heart, the one which i gifted to her long ago she has mine, and in turn i am lucky enough to have hers she is mine, she is lovely, how i love her i rise to stand and observe my work azaleas trace the side of her frame reaching once again to the wicker basket, i carefully surround her face with cosmos weaving gardenias and jasmine through the tourmaline umber of her hair resisting the urge to comb my hand through, lest i disturb her rest a bolt of raw affection surges through me; lowering myself onto my knees, i press a kiss to her hand she is lovely, how i love her a yellow daffodil is soon tucked behind her left ear, with a pink one mirroring behind her right the enamored sigh that escapes me is one the world has heard thousands of times, but this wont be the last instance in which it occurs interlocking her hand in mine, i place seven violets above her heart her eyes flutter open, content but curious, and i bring my lips to hers how i love her oh, how i love her so
is it too early to say im already tired of christmas music?
Dentist confessional. Like, forgive me doctor for I have sinned. I have partaken of the wine. Not only that, but the coffee and the tea. I consume carbonated beverages regularly. I eat sweets such as saltwater taffy and caramels. On the weekend, if I sleep in, I only brush my teeth at night. And then the dentist is like, "and are you flossing, my child?" and they just have to look away
are we to dine in the eternal mind
of sacred ingenuity ?
these seats in which our souls entwine
to speak the language of floral fluency?
at a loss, we stare round the bar
frantically at auburn stars
to seek the everlasting love
the love of which cannot undress.
veils of fiery violet craft
keep us from our rising yearn
to source the evil that we learn
in finding us, our homemade raft.
Definitely one of the funniest feature discord has added.
WARNING! ANNOYING BITCH HAS BREACHED THE PERIMETER!!!
DO YOU WISH TO EVACUATE?
petition for panic attack breathing videos to NOT have an ad at the beginning please
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