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
Thursday, May 25, 2017
After Hito: art-life complete, encounter the Germans, nothing else exists
make me die wetter, x3.
all red and gossip, kill me now.
All the World's Future, some cool, now
my brows on fleek, circa 2014. Forking
Done
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