I’ve had a book written by X on my shelf for years now never opened it, never knew we drank the same water… And now I am swimming in to convince you, to sell you I am meant for the role. Honestly what fuck else am I supposed to believe? It dismembered me. So I am slithering.
I was not lying The script caused my house to flood Ten towels worth
Our approach to X Could be like X For instance, my mom was on the X-files, Do you need to know those kind of details? No.
Let Men Be Let them do their jobs privately, Angrily & Invisibly Allow the mutual shadow To become One Big Invisible Man Men Can See
I am better than X Whenever I don’t want to be.
I can hear him now, thinking: “This fuckin guy Who cares if he read ‘Ham on Rye’ Has he ever done one thing To honor the dying words of our father the mailman? ‘Don’t try.” ?
Well.
Fuck you.
Put me in the box, see Who buckles, turns blue It will be me, asshole My weaknesses Are Your virtues
I don’t know. Maybe I’m psycho. Maybe the ways in which X mirrors my life Ends up being more of a hindrance than a help to the performance, who knows who cares Maybe it’s like saying, “I, too, eat tacos” “Bro”
But……………… Nah……… NO.
truth is; you can do it without me But you’d be doing it wrong. That’s honest. And wrong. I should’t say that - it’s bland But my life is in your fucking hands!
“My invisible life in the hands of an even more invisible-r man….” think both X’s, On Oct 9, at the exact same time ;-0 !!!
“Thank you sssssir, (slithering) for sssending your ssssscript to me It hassssssss truly been a reminder to”
(stands up, reveals 7 cocks)
Let Men Be Let them do their jobs privately Angrily & Invisibly Let our mutual shadow Become One Big Invisible Man Men Can See
In X, i trust He will take us Wherever we are ‘meant’ to go I just thought you should know…
Yours, X.
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