NEARLYNEARLYNEARLY
We don't touch, though there is no gulf between us merely a memory of distances past: It is surely not beyond our wit or craft to heave a lifeline shrink the space and bridge this o-so-barren gap.
There is simply no delusion in this wary intermesh of glances merely a tacit denial of propinquity Now is this careful prudence or just a failure to admit the proximity of it all? Or just another self-set trap another question begging answers
So, my nearly love, if you can't, I will We are near, and getting nearer.
Sun GoddessSunshine glistens As ripples of laughter transcend through the air, Bare toes search for soft ground, Outstretched hands reach for eternity, Smiling mouths form kisses, words to say 'i love you', Toungues dip into cool, soft luxuries (With a flake, nuts, chocolate sauce...) Young, innocent eyes watch Spiky, lush grass intently for six legged friends,Sun Goddess
Everywhere lies the happy souls of the sun worshippers, Praising their goddess by glossing themselves in her special potion, Dedicating hours before carewfully reapplying. Lying back, their skin drinks in her loving wa
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YOU DON'T NEED DEATH IT'S DEATH WHO NEEDS YOU....
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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WE WANT MORE ERGO!
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creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes;
art is knowing which ones to keep.
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