Lipstick and Pea-cocks

Ummm so yah flashy sparkley pink without jet flavored memories and sometimes even on faces. Could i fancy bouquet it and incorporate it. Well truth be told i bought lipstick again and i feel so girlie. Umm some coincidental silliness i have but it's tucked and charming on certain peoples eyes. The new kewl word wow that's random...4Gees the word *RANDOM*...4 ohhh r u wondering about the feathers me to !! sex maybe
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nonsensical

Whimsical fairies keep uploading my brain almost hot wiring me to some intergalactic force. At least I yearn for them to play hid and seek possibly in the faded mirror in my bathroom. Still i wait roaming around pretending i'll catch a glimpse of thier karma forplay. It is inevitable that i may exchange a vow to myself a primal decision an adventageuos urge to just make up my mind about this reality. This image of me seems to play havoc w/ my abstract tendencies.

leftovers between toes=pardons

tit for tat and supposed enterprises mark me as a useful womb for transporting unpursued embryo's... The heat has subsided to five fetus each cornered a comic, a novel, tid bits of song and poetry. The 5 th seems to linger pulling my neglect into superior excuses useful justfications even... If i were to combine imagination w/ technolingo would my leftovers contradict the spirit of my created scenario. This is my adaptation story potential...

under socks

Today appitizers are worn on top of my socks wet they seem. I relayed information of attributes i contain, and played timid to be tasted as an amateur accordian fiddle of discreet knowledge. Recieving smiles as close as highway merges to my intsant blind spots. Vague in criteria and centered in forethought I managed to stall the tacky oil of indecision and divert a mention to the skeletons on the gas pedal. I'm learning more about the skin in my socks and the movement of human frames...