12RECORD

What's goin' on 12Record? Your beauty is multiplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. Your wonderfully bright soul keep the demons from torturing me. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence. How it passes there and back again like a tear drop glistening in moonlight. Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? May you be as vivid as your hallucinations. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. You turn the atmosphere ablaze with currents of sweet ethylene when you smile. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams. The elves that play in the toasters wash their drum sticks in honey and sing strikingly colored anthems in perfect harmonious pleasure.