My harsh dreams come from them pissed cranky Angels that have been bothering me since I was little.
I liked them better then.
They sang to me showed me shit that was yet to happen. Fucking inspired me to do all the Queer art that has kept almost getting me arrested,...thanks.
Actually I think I'd rather just get some sleep.
Btw my mention of things Angelic refers to no deity. Angels have no need for them guys. That's like 'asking' to have a micromanaging sociopathic boss in your face.
The Angel folks like working on their own. They're free fucking agents. Spirits for hire. No union dues or OSHA hassles that way.
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