cyanotype

 when we were a child we set a camp in our backyard. but that wasn't safe enough. we moved indoors. some bubbles. we watched in-horror movies. to stimulate the thing we imagining. we set camp in the alone. (the institution is the indoors. the horror resides there too.) we hide in the alone without wood. to stimulate the fear of experience and canon to drive desire. you make me wild, dd.