errata " hate" is a real thing i have just discovered..

 ...  because i officially hate the ' goddesses' ( " above"  as the most poignant look..in an artist ever, chimed with me... we both agreeing 'tis a wonky way of putting it... her looking up to her wonderful quirky real art.. )

From last weekend...i wouldnt even pay 50p for this usual dull Merm-made load of pimp....

The gims the  sex crime committing well women....

all of them put together i hate... 

utterly hate to murdering them.... 

because they gone again and showed me theyre capable of the wonkiest logic ever dissincented. .

as i leave this pestilent  soulless county... merely pulling off the main road for a pee.. 

always cocking a snoop at their signpost " not if you paid me with a whole bling adorned chav-o- wagon.. would i lower myself to going their their so called beautiful people topspot...."

post pee... see if any thing to steal....all likely still on bed with cocaine hangovers...

I go and stumble across ...

Actual....

I have never met a woman who deserved her so glorious song....or known it

And no woman has ever managed to extort 3 quid out of me.... ever

I always get my payback somehow... 

Even if she wont think " you have paid more than money can buy,  in fine talk" but i did think i would get my cash back... 

" wow... no one will speak of the alcy boatboys of those twee little fishing villages leaving so many  coils of plasticated roap... for years..so lazy...so nature can reclaim them into her once clean sea"

well what can i say

 the girl...from the right song....

yea and you can pay my 3 quid back into my funding tab ... sell your dads Jensen... as we have something...real ...on common... to fund the book about....  them

" i only noticed you cos of the absurd yuppiest fancy bling box on the side... first thing i noticed and thought ' god whatever status symbol will they think of next. and tjought hang around til the silly tartz gone for their wild yoga... session and grab a snap....'" 

" be my guest..."

And then..... no one ever gives me ..anything

Even  La Grande beautiful nose ...gave me only  a scowl for Christmas

i got a REAL lump on my..throat and other places...

still have it looking at it...too precious even to open.. 

i dont call any old look

 " the ... well    all of Camus, shagging the Mona Lisa...  while they are both in a 69 one eye on the job, the other ....contemplating Munch's Scream....up in the hills in a summer house,  natural nochemical sexmusk whafting all around.... even Turner couldnt capture all of the universe... ever ...extant in.... in your perfect sublime profile ... as you sat 

and stared ...at your own perfect.. quirky....art [ "that makes me happy "].."

i cannot lie

not loaded til 1330

nowhere here has made me even slightly happy...until

i ... well two things i guess: "tough love" slagoffery

and deciding 100% to leave the orrid swamp...

now there are more bloody recordings to bloodywell...upload

a poem too

( no... not the great artist... she is too precious, just mine... to even begin to deconstruct or confine to any lines in an audio digital creation...)

paradise....