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
Sunday, September 27, 2015
me and my meep
Phone is some sort of clairvoyant, always knows who I know before I digitally acknowledge them, knows who I talk to the most...my favorite Chinese food place, finishes not only my sentences, but my words for me: some kind of love.
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