and the bitter truth of sweet life is: we’re all living under the shadow of bitten misery that further has us all lost in our own. being a primal survival of such melancholy past, i’ve been come known for darkness. and what all i resonating from such dark leaf’s of drunk nights is, following the autoerotic pleasure of dulcet delight, we’re being procrastinated & incessantly putting things off to morrow just for makin’ a new way makin’ excuses to oneself… which further costing our life so bad, but reality’s not darkness that we keep trudging throu’, it’s something else that we’re being addicted to… “and what we’re so addicted to?” – to fascinating, pleasurable & sexsual things that stimulates the frequency of caramalized heart, increasing oozing appeals & putting us all to the extreme of… masturbation, resulting, we being numbed! whether it’s day or night, yes, we’re always being numbed & gone habitual to watching porn, & taking long craps, in today’s modern but so reluctantly wrecked world.
ps. we’re all destroyed by our own.
ps. we’re all destroyed by our own.
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