Thursday, November 3, 2011

Fiction: In Rustu :s:!

Fiction for redas:

Fiction for ruchus:

Fiction for climbing:

Fiction as fiction as is. Some idiot said that on higher planets who is crime. Arrogant. Overweight. Better looking in his mind as ones like this always project.

Clown makeups on.

The end is always the end. The digit is always the digit. Skeering thru glass now. Fall on economies!
Fall down and down.
Down miserie.

Egypt 9 or 11 is where this idiot does his business. Mainly in these two galaxies 1 and 2.

What piggles tastes. The kind he does. DNA restructure. Lightly said. Get point.

The study and structure. The mind bends structure.
Structure and structure.
Computer alpha.
Death sounds.

Rigamortis. Death. Death masks.
Seen and heard.

Mirror in the shades. He hates himself. The cuts and imagine. The man down the road.
Now!

Into the kelmp. What today?
How many?
Too many?

Force and force the subject!

The mights and will. Test and test out!

Death scene after: scene!

Enter: previous: deaths: said: call:

Retrospect!:

Unangular:!

Repost!:

 

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