LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES ¬
Starting now, I am officially declaring myself the great ruler. I don’t know of what, but from now on, I am “Your Highness” minus everything that I just said. I am not a product. You are. Robot. Tool. Carbon-copied. Superficial-cali-fragilistic-expialidocious-esque.
Eye = the creator and original innovator. Reality can be bent like a fucking spoon and objects in the mirror are closer than they appear. That is it. That is why I journeyed into the darkness and extinguished the light. Support not supporting. This is not a test, unless you are pregnant, and no, I did not touch that damn penguin. Don’t lie to me ‘cause I can smell the alcohol on your pants, so fuck, shit, piss, and fuck.
UNJOY or GTFO…
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