My psychic antennae hiss, fry, and burn out for v7.

My psychic antennae hiss, fry, and burn out for v7.

My psychic antennae hiss, fry, and burn out for v7.

My left eye moves on its own to check my email for v7.

My lithic eggs glow and limn a frightening silhouette for v7.

My inner children whisper conspiracies against me for v7.

Every almond in the world spontaneously ignites for v7.

Every glass in the world cheerses nihility for v7.

Every storm in the world halts for v7.

Every prior edition cowers before v7.

Anxious excitement. I can’t help it.

9 thoughts on “My psychic antennae hiss, fry, and burn out for v7.”

  1. Stefan Struck Yeahhhhhh Assassins…….. Breakers are good for murderers but they’re still much different. I wanna be cold, heartless, stealthy killers

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