strawberryfury

Just a line to ask you, how are you? To you who has no name, with love from the end of the Earth.

Just a line to ask you, how are you? I keep on yelling with love at you people born from the end of the Earth.
A dream of a child swimming desperately in a flooded corridor.
A reality that the favourite shoes of red soles, lined up in a row at the veranda.
Inside a goldfish bowl is a sultry night; A girl who is longing for the ice water is laughing, laughing, laughing.
Beyond the border, mother upperturbedly carrying the child everday; day by day.
Throwing the Love into the sea of Flames.
You keep on averting your eyes from the flowers put on the street.
You will be able to laugh right at this moment if you'd ask Ed Gein or somebody to make you a mask.
Then eat them all up, the reality that you can Love this world filled with Lovable things, much more.
Hate others than Love yourself.
Hate others than Love yourself.
Hate others than Love yourself.
Speech-and-action-ism person's subliminal behaviour has an immediate effect: "Hurray!" three times. Sky is ash and soil is also ash, 194586815.
Admire the pouring mud tears.
Loving people that has no names, you should never forget the tears...never.
There exists a swinging large country of now-a-days.
You'd better pray to God that the skin will not come off.
Good-at-being-played yellow monkey.
Tamed yellow monkey.
Implant the reality called HIV planted in the ass.
Keep silence to a violation that cannot be called SEX, touching story of a person who's trying to please everybody.
Just like old-fashion soap operas.
Stop your silly talk!
A cup with rusty water.
Carried carefully by a bobbed-haired girl.
You do not feel anything even though if you were seen by the black eyes, right?
The age of blue, where have you gone?
Hello maggots from all directions.
Hello maggots who cannot even say hello.
I step on them without saying anything..