and you say what?the boy walks up to me and I'm likeand you say what?
-you think it's easy being a fag? -you think I want to show you my world after you denounce it? -you think that I'll be blinded by your virginal allure and toss aside my ethics and forget your hypocrisy?
hell no. if you want to be true to yourself, if yo want to clear your conscience, you're gonna have to repent.
you will becom
suicidegirls-Sapphosthe desire of the birth lifegiver-on-lifegiver getting hot and heavy.suicidegirls-Sapphos
whitman sung the body electric but there's a difference: there was no passion, just genteel objectivity and observation.
the 1+1 girls, armed with love spell and Victoria's real Secret, march side by side, breaking down the taboo throwing their flair in faces like nail polish bombs, weaving lines of poison lipstick, coloring a billboard bad, with love, and smashing their leather boots into the balls of the
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Twiggin' bleakly.I could run infinity blocks And never have to stop If only I could jump across the intersection Or kata through the fourth dimension Somehow to bypass all the burning gas And see-oh-two fumes Black, withering grass Billowing mushrooms Wilting, daffodil bloomsTwiggin' bleakly.
Everybody assumes there's nothing we can do To impede the impending apocalypse It's inevitable, a leaky wire-tap drippin' into your crib Ain't a fib, kid Unbelievable how we so greedily eat when they Feed us full of shit
There's a dream overhead and it's nearly dead From screamin
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