Fetishes and Crushes are like drugs you can't live without. They make you who you are a bit . Damn the heart strings. Like a little gift of crazy to your sane. So imagine being addicted to the underground glamor of life. Being attracted to thug geniuses and shy gods. It's hard to thrive on the calm of chaotic passion. So what is there to do but ride the equalizer bars til they go mute[which they never will]. Is it easier to check out and ditch your conscious and go in for the kill and joy of life???Or is it better to respect the boundaries of the world and stay muted and a it lost? For me I'm gonna live on the edge and rock out on yachts and private jets and fulfill my fetishes in private. ha it's good though I run off of geek worship. ; )
fuxo
Bionic Puzzi
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