what could I say to you. except i love you.
i am the epi centure you are the building intersepting ripples raditating from my core. to you i implore passion in movement, power in force. send me some back or we’re getting a divorce.
this is in an epic find espically after the whore...
corarora: I always read “Hobot” as ho-bot as in whore robot rather than what I’m sure was the intended hobo-t as in hobo tori.
attempts of freestyles.
i’m listening to polarbear- spokenword artist steve camden. he’s a great guy. i’d love to spend my days writing rhymes and philosophising and listening to awesome tunes whilst melodising on my roland piano (: -the sky looked grumpy this night. the next day i rose from my bed it was so comfie i didn’t want to dispatch into the business of my pending day. but i ate my...