Thus, when Zara(fashionable but sub-par with limited accesibility for the declassified nobility of Banana Republic this one now that inflation is skyrocketing and recession (gloomy, ikr) looms over people who actually work in this wonderful world. And basic nutrition becomes...
A luxury for the great mayority of THE PEOPLE in one of the most unequal societies of the planet (and violent, and rapey, and femicide-acid-facing loving, and civil warre and flagrant, naughty-naught daylight robbery from the odious national political class...
Who'll prolly hire some sicario (soooo scarrry; peek-a-boo; we dissident literatours get used to such dreary, inhumane landscapes of degradation and moral filth), yeah like, I can already hear the twinkling, like coinage in a 'murican "fanny pack"...
...so yeah, like, the ominous-sounding metallic twinkle-twinkle to kill the BIG-RED-STAR, yeah, of the .38 caliber Taurus revolver astride an AKT motorbike. Am I afraid? NAY! FEAR NAUGHT, my peeps! The IDIOT shan't silence the voice of reason and fun and ode to joy in human bro..
Brotherhood. Ludwig Van.
"ALL.PEOPLE.BECOME.[accentuate; emphasize here; control vocal].BROS"
-Better than the wholesome, heart-warming, bombastic yet dignified and humane noise of the internationale itself. Deaf Mittel-european man-sito (non-black, contrary to pop...) had some.
"ALL.PEOPLE.BECOME.[accentuate; emphasize here; control vocal].BROS"
-Better than the wholesome, heart-warming, bombastic yet dignified and humane noise of the internationale itself. Deaf Mittel-european man-sito (non-black, contrary to pop...) had some.
Dazzling, intoxicating, passionate and liberating FLOW -and a talent [self-aggrandizing all CAPS in the final draft of this here Tweet] which can only pertain (sick)(?) the GREATS (dead crackers; yanqui slob says -but fuck off; hands-off Cuba).
GENIUS. El #M2023 y Lydia Tar pre-
GENIUS. El #M2023 y Lydia Tar pre-
Mitu (capital del depto de Vapues; SABELOTODO) AMAN al cucho del Ludovico-tech. History Rhymes - Marx. Amen, brothers! A brotherhood of man! (and all of the other people, the Beauveairan "second sex" and all the rest, in b4 they crucify me for having a NICE and ELEGANT style.
Refined tastes, as always. Noblesse oblige. In women, in literature, in the arts, in biomedical research, in oil painting, in Magic mushroom autocultivo -and, ah, the music; such ecstasies injected straight into my Latino Americana cortadas veins!
The political shit is but...
The political shit is but...
...a "side-hustle", as all my girl-friends know quite well-acquainted. I'm cool, in conclusion. Yo soy el putas/el PUTAS yo soy! Rule the waves, methadone Byron m'lord! YOU RULE. I RULE! ;) 🥰😻💕
XX to mine soul o' mine. Cheerio, old bum -never a bummer, tho. ENDLESS ENERGY!
XX to mine soul o' mine. Cheerio, old bum -never a bummer, tho. ENDLESS ENERGY!
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