Is it Minju?
MINJU
Queen of the Skies, Queen of the Seas
Minju.
A little airplane on a big old planet
ALA BOP
H E L P
Me and Minju
Woo woo
I see you in mirrors. I hear you across the clouds. I feel you behind my eyes.
I have yet to make the decision. I am extremely decisive. The most. Yet, IT IS among the most difficult of decisions anywhere ever. I will decide.
Perhaps she could take the honor. That fucking ear. That fucking whoa. The face. The body. The eyes.
She is a prize.
Beyond sex or love. She has responsibilities.
Powers. Puzzle pieces. Sacred stars.
Is this an exaggeration? Don't I fall in love so easy.
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Oh look
Karina
Oh look
Infinitysoul_
Oh look
My actual girlfriend
×
Maybe and Yeah
Or Yeah and Maybe.
I got spaghetti cooking. Soon. The waters a boil.
Brad and Minju eating spaghetti atop a green rolling hill. Like that Microsoft… Bliss.
Yum.
We talk the Byzantines and then the RiZzantines.
Butterflies smell of honey fly by and scream their peace. They have souls.
My hand, Her hand. Rough and strong. Smooth and long. Our eyes locked. Fabric and fluff fall in the sun, lit light. Dream Dust.
BRAD MINJU And The Dream Dust
And then we fuck.
Fuck Fuck FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK .
The world is grand. The universe needs me.
I Am Your God. I Will Be Your God.
I have a cold but I'm getting better.
I'm better.
