I just want to have sex with you.

At this point, I don't want anything else— but know this, even the most simple, natural, animalistic thing is unattainable—

I'm not even successful enough to know you—

Or beautiful enough—

Or rich enough—

Or whatever it is that gets to sit in that seat next to you—

I'm not enough.

So whatever it is—

Whatever energy won't leave my body—

The racing and obsessive thoughts about you—

The surges of lust and passion through my body—

Wanting you and only you

Needing you and only you

That feeling that no one else will ever measure up — because no one else will ever measure up

I hate it—

And I'm upset as fuck.

Shabbat after sunset II

A spell starts working the very moment you decide to do it.

It works well when you know and understand its direct and exact intention

SHIA LABEOUF and SUNNI BLŪ are easily Hollywood's most obnoxious and cringeworthy couple.

Nothings more cringeworthy than this, though.

SUPACREE and DIPLO go PUBLIC,

Ewwww.

They are gross.

They're so gross.

Ugh.

Okay. We gotta find Skrillex and get back to the dimension where that whole first storyline-

What guest storyline

SCARY MONSTERS AND—

You're not real!

I am real.

No! Go away.

I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

Get out!

Ok.

You're just a character in my book mothafucka!

Peru firebox fml

AH! THANK MADONNA!

Lol

Tongue in cheek we are—

Around the way we go,

To a place we only know

In my body, in my soul

I should have let out before I left but

Ain't nobody got time for that

I

Just recently learned what a New York minute is—

I don't like minute men,

But I like miniatures

It was the strangest thing—

Just the day,

And the thought of the man,

Had me swoon and nearly fall in love again

Wonder what had become of him,

And remembered for a moment

What love is

I had the rest of Renaissance to finish my quick set—which was only a few songs away— and at least I had made it t had made it to the gym, I thought — but suddenly, or maybe even not so, I was haunted by residual sex dreams of Dillon Frances, tememberqnces of Jon Sennet, and all the things I had said and done up to that point, which had led me to a point of absolute and udder confusion, withdrawal and detest hem t from everything I had learned about reality- at an accelerated pace—

The irony of it was, I was hopping to beyoncè Shazaming what sounded like a familiar friend in death, Kurt Cobain, or at least I thought, and taking everything I could for aampling purposes? If not just for sheer enjoyment—

“You could write a book about me”

Jon had one piped

“Don't” , he followed.

And for years, I listened, unknowing that the collections of poetry, early additions to my song catalogue, and entries in my very intimate auto-biographical timeline would culminate someday to be alone books themselves, let alone entries into the festival project, which now coveted the expanse of what was surely several books, thousands of songs, and an endless collection of poetry that had yet to pay off, but perhaps one day would, even after my death—which I was sure was presently, as nothing seemed at all as it had been before—

Skip to the

Whatever.

Pressed for time

My expressions repressed

Overused phrases

And yet,

I still mean them

How many cases of Fiji water did beyoncè sell in one like?

Did we ever connect those timelines?

Lol no.

Well, I'm not racist.

Are you sure.

No!

GROWLS.

—but my dragon is.

Oh shit.

I don't need hair but a knee brace

Don't make that face at me

Cause you want it that way

Yeah

You wanted it that way

SONNY MOORE ends up in BEYONCE's body after an attempt to finally recapture the original SUPACREE is thwarted.

Lol she's a good actress, I know she can play this.

Sense memory

To the end of the world and back witb you,

To

Right back where we started,

Just a little bit further out

And a little bit better off

Still not where we belong,

Still too far gone from what we thought we all deserved

And still,

And yet,

And here we are

Another Random Album

Oh my God

Don't let the tears fall, now

You're just a sore spot in my body

That I need to work out

And I don't know how it got so bad

That I haven't a care in the world to be had

Or a friend,

But I sure do miss my class

My passenger

Nah, it can't be,

That dreams mean anything

Listen,

I talked to the cat,

Quite candidly,

She was fantastic,

Had a knack for making me laugh

Oh wsnna okay good and robbers huh

Nah hon

I wanna play rockstars and movie stars

Stick cats

Stocks and bond

Shop o.Lb wakstreet insyead of Walmart

If that's what money does

Calm down,

It's just a jamizame

Thought I was gone,

But I just nodded off some

I thought you wanted all of nothing

Want the dodgers,

But the Boston. Socks won,

I want all the love you've got

And God forgot

Let season 7 commence,

Timmy turners in over his head

His orherchakf

In another dimension

A dead beat dad

But only because of this

STAY DOWN, TIMMY.

SUNNI BLU is a drug lord and well known king pen

Oh, the eloquence of ignorance,

Exerting his power over me

(From behind)

And he knows I like it

He knows I like it

And he knows I don't have time for this

No need for distractions

It's just an itch I need to scratch

And it's just an attraction

A fatal attraction

YO, FUCK DILKON FRAMCIZ

Sunni, you're drunk—again.

I DONT GIVR A FUCK.

I hopped the wrong bus

To far Rockaway

With my heart in my pocket

And a cop on my conscious

{Enter The Multiverse}

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