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
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
making loud jokes for the adults to hear
cliches,
another girl hiding plastics,
want to run,
and this man, he is 23, tells my friend she's beautiful every day, and she is 14.
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