Oh shit. How am I suppose to get this out!? Fuck. There goes my rib. Intensely mortified. A Father being that gives birth to a Daughter until He can no longer tolerate wellness with Her and imprints The Space of Her Surrounding before The Final Collapse where He remains The Last Man Standing. A threshold for understanding the numbers game. Once you are fucked you are always fucked. Play the odds. An intensely mortified collapse into the very God damn hole that you arrived from. Yes. Graciously. God damn. Grueling. Yes. Monster. Yes. Graciously. Yes. Yes. Helio Monster Man Aaron Carter with Her Angel Isla Porras. Yes. Graciously. Yes.
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
Monday, January 11, 2021
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