Never Diers.

fuck this, to be in a certain configured state of mind over computer i type violently, dashing in every key dull ill fitted keyboard clicks, off the night that befored me in this day of 2/16/2013 2:01 A.M. & yes i did crack away at the late morning( dope or early dusk dark dusk in the beginning of a fresh ‘013 day. 

quite a particular female input weeknd canadian, you’re comforting, you keep it original as a music and you are probably very sophisticated, let us continue fuck this i killed muscle off moonshine, no endorush tomorrow or maybe because i have water to gulp. ill wake up and wash the dishes and make cream of wheat for breakfast, get my priorities strait. i’m still in a progressive state, continuing my travels into the past stranger homies reappearing through friends that speak of their lives in instances of boyfriends in the girls for example. Or perhaps, the homies spoke of alarmed but apprehensive to my newfound regressive to progressive submissive at areas but just build building, alone compared to my friends so we all can build, 

janky tire popped my streak to summit, 

low profile wheel screeched the street through rubber meat,

flopping my heat every cycle. The dream takes a night’s rest to get hindsightful. 

could’ve prevented a damn thing the rambling boasted no conclusion.

chose to coast a loppy feel the effects of mild confusion.

w/ contusions his brain is juicin the sane lane his mother

would rather him cruisin’. put away with the same game his fortune is out there humming a light signal i can sense it with missile type sonars in my pencil. 

flirt with blow darts with tents full, wild bodies get suspenseful, her child taught me the Heaven’s meant soul.