OldSchool

Hey Oldschool, May you be as vivid as your hallucinations. How beautiful is the snowshine in your eyes, so directly current from the static in your mind. I desire to see life through your hallucinations so that they massage my viscera into an eternal state of turgid flux. Your essence is equal to the beauty of a galaxy. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. In your absence I am forced into finding other forms of amusement while thinking about you. Your cleverness helps me breathe without the need of oxygen. Your beauty is multiplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence. Your tears evoke a taste as memorable as honey. Your wonderfully bright soul keep the demons from torturing me. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me.

Tip Top ! Geile Musik :)

..Was soll ich dazu sagen , Einfach weiter machen so!!! Ist echt der hammer die musik