Art and stuff
My mother brought me to see the red light district in Amsterdam and my brother can smoke weed, but some hoe the line is drawn at 3 spoons of sugar in yogurt?
I have a bible in my room, but only because I stole it from a hotel.
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y body craves for the touch of mashed potatoes, the soft white flesh of the vegetable sliding over my body. i havent slept in fifteen days. only the beautiful rapturous gooey white semi solid plant matter inspires me to continue living. sometimes i like to imagine that the mashed potatoes have accepted me as their loving partner. oh can i dream.
What the actual fuck