alien mandalas (talking to god - thesunisreal - always in love)

marzi(pan for gold)

i'm practically eight acres away from a boar

i put a fig in a vase (all the calamari strands)

bonks!!

lightbulbs on the yacht (steaming poodle tuxedos)

i wrote your name on a grain of sand with a grain of rice

land speed laps

my kitty eats a hat trick then sits under awns

i teach diner slang to puffins

from rubies to rupees

i pass dumplings out to window washers, soy sauce a ledge

sound bath super bowl

i give my real estate broker a huge kiss every time i see him, he paints the brick, bakes a cake, i run across the ceiling

we pull the taffy make sure it looks like two easels!

the barn like four acres, they neigh like four lawnmowers, i put a fig in a vase

stradivarius, the graffiti lake

every llama farmer has a backhoe with caramel in it

wallabies that sleep in hammocks like cannonballs

balls on my truck, i pole vault over crumbs

i'm like the best way to call a cat on four acres of nothing but flats and intricate pavers

jump on the counter, eat a hundred stools

always in love