I bang on a new drum. I fear the czars of the court in this town. I spoke up tonight and put the focus on artistry. Magadan please get ready for me. Moscow is cold this year. I do not see the grey, it is black for me. There is such hypocrisy. I never again want to see a democracy. We will take this gulag and make an artist colony.
Nickoli. You are my guy. I miss you. It is time to break the legs of the royal ballet. We will journey in our hearts and minds. People are beasts beneath the guise. I wish to stare longingly into your eyes. My master backs you tonight. We may need your services quicker than you think. Make a Russian passport for me with my real identity. Give my master one from INDIANA, not the US. He is MATT only.
I have gone over the heads of the CIA and contacted the UN today. Jews are so witchcraft unstable. Use tommy guns and mow them down in a field. You will then know that this Muncie shit is real.
I just think of you in that closet you made. We are going to be the great sex brigade. Know that HOCKEY backed Pete, that is why you turned on someone that sweet.
My weight is an issue for me and my master. Please can you help with that international disaster?
La la la, let's begin with a gin and tonic with real lime. Christmas trees grew in the Finlayson mind. The taste of pine needles is not new to me. Be yourself if you are loving me. There is some syncranicity.
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