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DREGINALD :: Prudence Gendron

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I never promised you a rose garden. Promising things goes against my ethic of slowly revealing sad truths. I think of you fondly like the lemon in my pussy, and the marjoram in my pussy. I'm making a whole aromatic base in there, and you remind me of it. New Normal I'm lying, motionless as medical equipment, having a conversation with a friend I don't talk to anymore. They don't believe in liking things They don't like their lips in anticipation of anything anymore Startled, I point out a series of beautiful things I see passing behind the veil of their eye: Even I'm in there Hello, me! I say, waving to myself they cut me off, insisting I don't understand I'm prompted to pull my head out of my own ass and put it into the ass of someone else's shoes for a change. It's true, some people are born with a student loan in each hand, while somewhere, someone you met at a function is pouring fracking liquid sumptuously over their zebra steak. I turn this thought over as I walk down a street fi

DREGINALD :: Prudence Gendron ABOUT ISSUES SUBMIT MASTHEAD PRUDENCE GENDRON Rose Garden I never promised you a rose garden. Promising things goes against my ethic of slowly revealing sad truths. I think of you fondly like the lemon in my pussy, and the marjoram in my pussy. I'm making a whole aromatic base in there, and you remind me of it. New Normal I'm lying, motionless as medical equipment, having a conversation with a friend I don't talk to anymore. They don't believe in liking things They don't like their lips in anticipation of anything anymore Startled, I point out a series of beautifu

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