"Dalai Lama when I quote, quasi consciousness, evoke, a sort of darkness when provoked, taking baths in meteor showers is morose, bending over is a hoax, the secret is to squat to get the soap. My written dramas, rip your voice boxes within ya throat. Giving diagnostics to college kid, I'm homologous. Controlled. Necropolis untold, hot lava dominance. Opposed. Dhalsim with an armistice. Go to Red Robins, and order bottomless fries. And choke the waitress for such an atrocity of a host."
That whole section was fucking insane, great use of scheming, and every line flowed so well, smooth read throughout the whole piece, this shit was ill, good work.
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