#ᛕᒪａ𝓤ᔕ ♧ ⒽⒶ乙𝓫ƗⓃ Ħ𝑜丅𝕖Ļ

[psychedeliaic]

H E L L B O U N D ▪︎ T H E E T E R N A L T R I P 》 ♧

It takes time,

a trip,

a plane dimension.

What is your reality, truth seeker? One with an eye grows between in kaleidoscopic vision. As if a woman spreading her softened legs to allow you to enter the universe of her womb.

That was n a t u r a l, mama.

You have to dissect each little notion of pure unadulterated insanity. Go off to the mad side of things under a clouded trumpet of smoke perfumed from the lips as an iridescent tongue swirls among the softened pleasure.

A heap,

A groovy little pile of fleshed bodies pressed against one another while incensed scents of along-ago time brought you gravity.

Two feline-like twined tails wrapped around the best little acid queens that never kept jaws wired. No such thing as untouched rinds, man.

Oh, how they loved to

f e e d them.

Teeth shredded flesh like mice were for dinner. The taste right after a hit of the everlasting SuNsHiNe.

Marks looked so lovely among the arms. Tracks like those dotted colorful candies on paper as you tore your claws into mother's velvet curtains.

Can you dig it?

C a n y o u t a s t e t h e e a r t h l y d e l i g h t s ?

Why don't they show you just how good it is to preview life in colors?

In pastels,

In vibrancy.

In any hue that you want, babe.

Just slide out your tongue little t a b s.

Let Daddy show you how it's done.