Can’t get over this
So every-second so close-to
Hell and Heaven
Etch from the essence
I walk for another race
What is the fallacy that I have done
What do you see, what do you hear, what do you speak
What did I ever say my destination was
Like a fish with no water from ages-ago
Who is it that does what in the plague and sickness
I just don’t get it, I just need your oracle from where you stand
Like the Spirit-Bomb, of Goku
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El Pollo Loco has some pretty good chicken. It’s barbequed, Have you tried it? El Pollo Loco means “The Chicken Crazy” in Spanish.
Don’t let my dog die, here.
Haha, I wouldn’t leave my box to go to an El-Pollo Loco for my life, not around here.
You get two sides with the combo meal. I’m partial to the macaroni and cheese and rice. Typically I opt for the flour (as opposed to corn) tortillas.
The chicken breast with a wing is my signature meal.
Bisban, you gotta try it. It’ll change your life, man.
I was just seeking the help of some friends, basically. But I guess they’re gone or too-busy, now. It’s alright.
this poem fuccin sucks
Morris, I would ask you… but I don’t know man.
You definitely-so have the skills for the context.
I just don’t know if I can trust your damn’ azz
You can’t. I’m untrustworthy.
Dead chickens and beer fuel my existence.
Dude, check moderation. I left you a gift on your other post.
It’s cool. lol
Yo, I got to go feed the dog now, though
Maybe I’ll let you in on it if you’re still around later
wtf r u even doing
What am I doing?
I’m killing time, brother.
Tell the dog I said hello. 🙂
It’s just, the bewildered-situation that has ceaselessly-unabated into words I cannot put and I’m aware of an approach, do not toward my own suffering-hell in the wrong, personally. Right-now, it’s like … the tight of the knot. I fell all the way down, and there’s nothing anymore, except everything that nobody-knows, I guess. So then, I found, alone in such of equilibrium. The way I said it before. I found the connect to someone that dwells from this side of the coast that can get in touch with …… A man that stands on a ten-million-dollar boat, and his, spirit ….. But the way of what we’ve always sought, from our humble little-heart. If you could help-me to present, to believe and to know my arriving. At “nozmoking,” you’re part of this cake, too.
Even, Morris is invited. =)
There are two things that I said on here, and more. One of them, years-ago, I said I wanted to become a rapper, and like the only-thing that’s ever truly happen. The other-thing that I said . . . . . a party on an island. Now, you guys are the only one that knows. The ground if you knew, harder every-night.
Oh yeah, I think I need someone to present the order. For the salvation to the dearest.
I’m thinking about getting in touch with nozmoking for doing this, too, if anything. In our humbly-equip.
It’s Ocean’s Eleven from here on now, baby-b**** !
If nobody hit-it-up then I’ll know I was posted by the PD
The f*ck, why me, in your damn-obstruction, stuck
The last-ticket to the new nation
It’s f***ed when you can’t take another-second in the synchronization
F*** did my other s*** even make any sense.
WWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYA AAAAAAAHHHHYYYYYYY
I’m still pissed-off about the deletion of my last Pokemon-work. stoopid
That s*** wasn’t right. You shredded my Pokemon-notes permananently….. what the f*** ?
At least like…… put-it back in my draft or something.
Oh yeah, the situation about the complex……. f***-that s***, I can’t even say it. At least it’s not the last-one with the mold.
I even had so much trauma the other I had a dream. Come to think of it, there hasn’t been any sleeping since the beginning, like the way I can’t breathe. Therefore, I do not have dreams, anymore. But the one that I come to, like the one. I know, because I come from an etch of eternal, all of that you, are hearts. My humble, companion, are you. Thus, I arrive, in order to walk. Do not fallacy-me like another of some-sort of story, incompetent.