maybe there were no good ideas, but when they saw a doll's house in an endless window, tall men immediately came down and committed a racket of a small mind
stop touching the memories of your own mother, if she is not beneficial to the nearby overtime bank with drgs, the roof of that institution.
wash your own hands if you are ready for the blindness of the day, the crookedness of the evening and the strangeness of the night.
lose the reality of time, the presence of space and the visibility of a job well done
with the absence of the passage of time, I and everyone like me are unable to compose evil songs, continue to continue and hate the red rag.
an unknown object in my head whispers to a yellow leaf in the hope that I will lose my feet, lose my head and break my spinal cord.
stop for a moment and realize that none of those who promised to keep their mouths away from your food kept their word.
put it down
put it down
put it down
put it down put it down
to experience everything that humanity has ever experienced
put it down
put it down
put it down put it down
to experience everything that humanity has ever experienced
misogyny prevails in an empty stomach and easily gets to the tips of the toes and arranges a dance on the bones of a fish.
the words of the preacher are difficult to rewrite, provided that the following recommendations are met: (1) hate women, (2) curse the construction of children and (3) the birth of houses.
i need to take embroidery classes, otherwise I risk pulling my house apart into small obscene states like ***me***
in a well-known direction, I am sending a message in a glass bottle to an island with the inscription SOS on the sand of a good god.
you killed everything alive in me that my mother left me at birth in this city, as if as a gift for the day she lived.
for people who do not have a sense of detecting their own paranoia, it is difficult to contact the outside world in the future, especially after suffering from an illness carried out in the cabin of a bus moving towards Brooklyn.
is your body ready for the consumption of a completely new, never before indigestible in the stomach of Iggy Pop - David Bowie
the time will come, like heroin on a stage spent in the dungeons of a five-story building - to say goodbye to his father's instructions and go to climb on the back of the golden Jesus Christ
the debut book by an author who knows nothing more than mortal anguish - makes you think once again, what are we doing wrong?
most of the hairs on my arm will never see the beautiful world that poets who cost three dollars draw in their heads.
tokyo ghoul is a wonderful movie for the viewer, but there is nothing better than the pleasant smell of napalm, left as a sign of gratitude for the successful banishment of another addiction to milk.
the sense of the monkey's rhythm is embedded in me from mother's milk, although I have never drunk it, but this does not prevent me from taking nonsense as a basis and doing what Jesus commands me, as they say - the monkey sees the monkey does.