a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Saturday, March 12, 2016
all friends here
That time my fresh-ex tried to im me that evening
and then showed up at my after-after with a new another...
so I just sat on them and introduced myself to her.
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