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Where the vultures party like….animals | Kroswami

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Where the Krap Kontinues. Where the backs grow even hairier, like a million cockroach antennae swinging in the wind. Where the dogs brush their own teeth, trying to become a bit more independent →. Where the vultures party like….animals. June 10, 2015. That would be the party to go to. Fuck what an ancient concept (Face it kro, you be old). Wait, you have a target audience? Yes, I most certainly do. Don’t bullshit me kro, who the fuck is your target audience. Then then what else. Like tOm and Jerry.

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Where the backs grow even hairier, like a million cockroach antennae swinging in the wind | Kroswami

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Where the Krap Kontinues. Where the birds do tatti like nobody’s business, means like fast and furiously only. Where the vultures party like….animals →. Where the backs grow even hairier, like a million cockroach antennae swinging in the wind. June 3, 2015. Hope that image stays with you. Then, then what else. Don’t say boink, kro. That is so juvenile. Be an adult. Refer to as making sax. I wonder if there is a chicken soup for the recently deflowered. Wonder what it would contain. Then, then. What w...

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Where we sleep face down on the cold floor, painfully aware that our noses will never support our body weight | Kroswami

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Where the Krap Kontinues. Where the poison drips down slowly, sorta like honey but with less of an after taste. Where we wish the worst for others, drinking in the hatred and anger of the world through our eyes →. Where we sleep face down on the cold floor, painfully aware that our noses will never support our body weight. June 24, 2015. There is a lot you can learn from sleeping on the floor. There is a lot you can learn. This sleep fucker is also one more. I really don’t like the fact that those ...

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Where we wish the worst for others, drinking in the hatred and anger of the world through our eyes | Kroswami

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Where the Krap Kontinues. Where we sleep face down on the cold floor, painfully aware that our noses will never support our body weight. Where the dastardly doggie realises that he has actually shit himself →. Where we wish the worst for others, drinking in the hatred and anger of the world through our eyes. July 1, 2015. I would totally drink through my eyes. Or maybe just one eye. Would take shots with an eye dropper. Fuck. What if you would also throw up through your eyes? Don’t hate ya’ll. Where the ...

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Where the dogs brush their own teeth, trying to become a bit more independent | Kroswami

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Where the Krap Kontinues. Where the vultures party like….animals. Where the poison drips down slowly, sorta like honey but with less of an after taste →. Where the dogs brush their own teeth, trying to become a bit more independent. June 12, 2015. Blo som more. The more you spend. Are we all products of our circumstances or are we independent of that which surrounds us. Is that what makes us? Are we a sum of several things, a compilation of what has already existed? I don’t know where this is going.

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Where we realise that food is not eaten in Calcutta | Kroswami

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Where the Krap Kontinues. Where the keys of the piano are brushed against lightly, finger tips creating music with the gentlest of touches. Where we are, like the Backstreet Boys, most definitely back →. Where we realise that food is not eaten in Calcutta. February 2, 2014. It is not food. It is magic. It is purple and gold dusted magic. You don’t just eat food in Calcutta. You stare at it, shamelessly. You stare at that metal spoon balanced so carefully on a glass of daab sherbet. You ...You don’t...

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Kroswami | Where the Krap Kontinues | Page 2

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Where the Krap Kontinues. Newer posts →. Where the minutes follow each other, like blind children following the warm smell of honey. September 24, 2015. Time, time, time. No matter how much you think about it, you can think some more and then some more. And still understand nothing at all. Does it go in lines, does it go in circles? Is there a way to stop it? How did it even start? Do you think there are other kinds of time? Do you think Times get tired? Of just moving on and on? But how is that possible?

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Where the Krap Kontinues. Where we dance, not because no one is watching but because they have all been blinded. July 15, 2016. Surrounded by the blind. Dancing in the centre of this gigantic hall. With blind people standing all over the place. They may not be able to see us but they can sense the energy, that invisible energy that is thrown … Continue reading →. Where the words crawl back unwillingly, questioningly. Unsure. June 25, 2016. Where the walls are climbed over, jumped over, skipped over.

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Kroswami deconstructed | Kroswami

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Where the Krap Kontinues. November 28, 2009 at 6:03 pm. Yo Crow Swami,. First of all it’s fucking and not whatever the hell you use for it depending on what stage of menstrual cycle you’re in! Stop your bullshit which you’re passing off as a “blog”! Why the hell did you join a community to leave a comment like this, Ms.Non-Existent life? November 28, 2009 at 7:06 pm. I really like how self-assured you are about your identity. December 26, 2009 at 1:34 pm. September 21, 2010 at 2:30 pm. I would like to in...