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, February 10, 2018
I'm gonna be creepin on you so hard
POP
STARS
what is true?
why is everything is expensive?
MAYBE IN 2 YEARS
YOU'LL FORGIVE ME.
I'll be the one you are.
I'll be one, you are.
I'll move to
mountain
tops,
become
the
forest.
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