This little tank of thinking, this little home of hailstone shower curtains...
Break it!
And were falling to the sound of the rythm city beats... breaking over feet and littering the streets and the fairy liquid cleans and the fairly liquid softens the feelers. this is the going of the good this is the going of the gone, and who are you to give me a name like this, who are you to set me aside and ligt my home on fie? ho are you to call to the people of this world and declare war on the others you dont understand. What am i to do... ceiling under my above land... a white canvas to be painted the walls too...they are quite [plain...lets get workin!.....]
empty.
And who is this? of course i know this person... looking in the same direction as myself...seeing the same things..and doing the same.
Beats of the inside...ding the dong and the breaking is unforgettable.... we broke that record and put it back to gether without even the slightest of screams...without even the slightest ofr broken hearted men...
broken souls are unfixable....broken souls are the glue for every solid soul.... broken souls are unfixable because they are useless when they are fixed.
Can i have a new one? Thios one has gotten awfully expencive.....yes.....uhuh.....i have fo......yes i have four of them already.... what?...speak up i can hear you..... are you on a mo......yes......hi?....yes i can hear.....helllo?!?.....hi!....ok yes your back...ha silly mobiles...no where was i?, oh right yes i have four of them and they break daily .....very usefull i know, this is what i was thinking! But you see im moving to a new soul-er system and i dont need all four souils there... oh yes no ill only be selling the one but you can choo... yes you can chose which one you want..
I assure you sir that this sould is in great form....
the pain?
well the pain of my soul is found everywhere in HEAVY LITTLE DROPS...
only the best quality i assure you...
yes...
i can take visa
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