"Counting My Trashiest Thoughts"
Popularity causes familiarity which breeds contempt.
There's no compliment one person can run by another like a flavorful favor.
It's hot down here!
All I need is a pitchfork to be "An American Gothic."
Seriously joshing you, "The Reichstag Is Burning!"
The Captain's lost contact with his crewmen.
Is life a problem's solution, a solution's problem, or neither?
Everybody is growing in despair.
Through my captivation, I find liberation.
You give love and it take away.
Love always supplies life.
Sunlight, keep my father's love away, so I may shed his saddest tears.
What am I?
God's ghost?
Need your love.
Love you God!
Love you, Jonathan Billet
Through my captivation, I find liberation.
You give love and it take away.
Love always supplies life.
Sunlight, keep my father's love away, so I may shed his saddest tears.
What am I?
God's ghost?
Need your love.
Love you God!
Love you, Jonathan Billet
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