I Killed Myself in a French Foreign Film
I killed myself in a French foreign film filmed with blueberries in a boulangerie beginning that day with Luke, actually Luc (which he pronounced “Lyuewk”)
talking about blueberries, boulangeries and other amazing fucked French poetry
Lyuewk fucked French, French fucked fucked poetry
Blueberries, blue berries blew Lyuewk away that day I killed myselfin a French foreign film
I blew myself away sitting in a boulangerie reading amazing fucked French poetry
Fucked French poetry, boulangerie blueberry blue berry blew Lyuewk away
I killed myself reading amazing massive fucked French poetry, oui—we, Lyuewk and me fucked French, French fucked fucked poetry
The boulangerie used to be a French foreign film venue for amazing fucked French films
Fucked French films, filmed in French film blueberries blue berries blew Lyuewk away
Amazing fucked French foreign films were filmed while eating blueberries, blue berriesthat Lyuewk ate in the boulangerie with French pressed coffee
I killed myself in a French foreign film drinking fucked French pressed coffee
Fucked French pressed, pressed blueberries, blue berries blew Lyuewk away
Pressed, pressed blueberries, blue berries buried Lyuewk in a fucked French foreign film,buried in amazing massive fucked French poetry, oui—
We buried fucked blueberries, blue berries, oui—we buried fucked blue berry poetry
Fucked amazing French poetry, amazing fucked French blue berry poetry, blueberries
blew Lyuewk away
I killed myself sitting in a boulangerie that day in a French foreign film while Lyuewk readamazing fucked French poetry, fucked French poetry blew Lyuewk away
Lyuewk, whose name was Luc, not Luke, oui—we looked at the fucked French foreign film
Fucked amazing French poetry, Fucked Lyuewk and me—oui both blueberries
blue berries blew Lyuewk away that day