...so carefully all these years i have curated my viewing never to see her....
The ultimate cliff jump of a vomitile planet ....
into badness ...
But, when.... you're down at the slexgehammer valley.....
noy a typo, a reminder ... the absurd man something Martin or other "xxx"
i have the records..
when the Panama Papers floated atop the sceptic tank trap....
Him projexting to the world how " revolutionary" the data was....whem all he had, was wot England, is
.. for decades.... and some snotty beardy youtube journalist has nothing real to say....
Mornings like these...i have many.
( and i saw her so clear as day in the daylight eight hours brain prioritating, whom, matters... her and her basket of choccie tjisearly spring... the only real smile in the whole polluted pile of saccharine streaked turdburghers......)
( i only ever met one who saw The Guns.... her uncle said to have been there, by him, when they spiked the girls at parties, with live rounds of heroine in their bums... just for fun... bit all i know i would have traded a Guns... for a Van.... just once.... as tgere eas only ever one old goat who got just as good, my age.... as when he was her age)
And i even got The Bish....
back.
Do come, back....
Tons of impossible happy life affirming stuff to put up soon....
but now there is a mission....
Long planned, that could never be....
