hauntology & desire

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I bought myself a shotgun for my 25th birthday. That’s better than something else. It’s the joke that isn’t funny until you cry, when you smear wet and needy on the dirty fringed rug. When you laugh you knock the cum plug out of life. Keys strike each other like a gangbang and on the high chord I notice how everything is unimaginable. ce sentiment, sentiment ce sentiment de l’amour The impossibility of knowing someone in a time where they don’t exist. It’s always hardest to lift one’s self from the ground.If we fuck, let’s end in a position that is good to die in. PREORDER TODAY: http://solarluxuriance.com/throne/

I bought myself a shotgun for my 25th birthday. That’s better than something else.

It’s the joke that isn’t funny until you cry, when you smear wet and needy on the dirty fringed rug.

When you laugh you knock the cum plug out of life. Keys strike each other like a gangbang and on the high chord I notice how everything is unimaginable.

ce sentiment, sentiment ce sentiment de l’amour

The impossibility of knowing someone in a time where they don’t exist.

It’s always hardest to lift one’s self from the ground.
If we fuck, let’s end in a position that is good to die in.

PREORDER TODAY:

http://solarluxuriance.com/throne/

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