Blood is thicker than water, and so is diarrhea
What is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying.
I eat fog for breakfast, and I shit out steamy love scenes from the 80s.
I smell blood and an era of prominent madmen.
I wash my hands in the blood of grapefruit. Come, drink with me.
What what what?” and I didn’t respond because I fell in love with her.
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