I don't even care, man.

Uncomfortable. Sticky.I love the freedom of people who don't think the way I do.Uncomfortable. Sticky.
It's healthy to be someone less. Grate off a few layers,
Relax. I would be exactly who I am today.
Isn't that strange.
And when I get cold, I know that it's okay. It's okay to get cold sometimes. It's probably good for you.
And I've been half, but I've never been lonely. And I remember when it gets hot Uncomfortable. Sticky.
And I'm sure I don't know which is better. But I can always put on blankets. Take off clothes.
I love being naked.
Spin spin

SeaweedSeaweed, Breaking away from the plant from which it grew, It floats west and finds a rock it can cling to. It nestles shallow in the sand, But the roots grow deep. When the rock wakes, It finds itself smothered in weed. And even when it breaks away, The moss that grew will never wash, And the weed will never move, Rock or no rock, the weed stays where it is, Forever.Seaweed
Devious Comments
wait, no.
Who's drunk?
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As in, they will quickly turn to suck.
Like flowers, you know? Bloom and die.
That is pretty cynical
I don't have a different voice for my sarcasm. It gets me into all kinds of trouble. But it's all kinds of awesome.
I like your Gobstopper metaphor. It applies to me in like, eight different ways.
Don't ask me to name them, because I can't.
I've never met anyone beautiful.
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Don't change that. You shouldnt have to explain yourself to anyone. I don't care how beautiful they are.
It's all a fight for power... this battle, sparticus style, with a bunch of exotics in a limestone arena.
Confounding opponants with mysteries like spears and nets.
Your soul or whatever should be the liquid centre of an inch-thick gobstopper. In a place that can't be chewed out; but that is released when someone takes the time to suck it.
Blah blah blah blah blah
This map to strange & foriegn lands
In your caravan soul
Playing rock and roll
Desert fading heat heart hop
Singing out the punk funk bop
This is the way to move on
Past grey skies & old london
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You've been hit by the artistic anarchy of a cultural 'rebel'.
I will deconstruct you over coffee!
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