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Have A Good One [Just wasted]

04/28/2026 14:58h
Just wasted and taking it. In life I rally constantly. Effort is what we breach. And accountability. Honed limits do you require ruthlessness or subtlety? The # for that delivery service I could find. My instinct is to agree with the collective. I’ll flip over their indoor/outdoor reversible rug. But my feelings & their representatives the passing sacrosanct mob cuddle stirring expedience are mine. Gradations of default tenor. Anything but more instinct. A proxy of determination in a cosmic discharge salon speaking freely of cost’s elephantine deployable former charm. I’m micromanaging nausea. The dishes are twilighting. The dairy scythe elevatrix skins my shining teleprompted sporkdom. As poor specimens go, the trail left inhabitable trails. Arkanoid as meditative space, if we travel by dragonfly. I cling to thy moving perimeter. I want payment for all instances of being caught on camera. We all should. Mutually assured destruction overdosed on civility by comparison. Babywiping lead paint dust from my soles. I’ll read entrails for omens, action figure entrails.