Of course you love your own child / You’re loving yourself from the inside out // And if you have two well there’s another you /// And if you have three well there’s another free //// And if you have four well there’s another door ///// And if you have five well there’s another thrive ////// And if you have six well there’s another fix /////// And if you have seven well there’s another heaven //////// And if you have eight well there’s the hand of fate ///////// And if you have nine well there’s the space and time ////////// And if you have ten well ok there’s enough of them Flip the switch and fire the hen
Moreover ◖ ◗◘ ◙ ◚ ◛ ☾ ▢ ▣ ▪ ▫ ▬ ▭ ▮ ▯ ▰ ▱ ▲ △ ▴ ▵ ▶ ▷ ▸ ▹ ► ▻ ▼ ▽ ▾ ▿ ◀ ◁ ◂ ◃ ◄ ◅ ◆ ◇ ◈ ◉ ◊ ○ ◌ ◍ ◎ ● ◐ ◑ ◒ ◓ ◔ ◕ ◜ ◝ ◞ ◟ ◠ ◡ ◢ ◣ ◤ ◥ ◦ ◧ ◨ ◩ ◪ ◫ ◬ ◭ ◮ ◯ ◰ ◱ ◲ ◳ ◴ ◵ ◶ ◷ ◸ ◹ ◺ ◻ ◼ ◽ ◾ ◿ ☽ ♃ ♄ ♅ ♆ ♇ Even dead leaves are beautiful
The fulcrum of fashion flourishes the future in finesse forever. It fucks your eyes into flight but forgets you fast in its fickle and finicky fancy. Its fundamental freedom is a firm, forceful, and fountainous factor in its fleecing fee. Fashion is the first F in feel and the final F of faith in the fistcuff of fear itself Lanvin
As an occupation, it is absolutely frivolous, salacious, scandalous, and ridiculous, and that’s what makes you incredulous, and that’s what makes them envious, and that’s what makes it anomalous, and that’s what makes it marvelous, and that’s what makes it miraculous, and that’s what makes it perilous
Most people abide by a silent reciprocity agreement, and possess varying degrees of elasticity, in the realms of quantity, quality, and payback speed. With a slight buffer for forgiveability
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