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, December 13, 2016
some nordic profanity
the number of times I can run across a colleague's name while
researching how to do something everyone else thinks is ...simple...is
killing my fucking ego on top of all the other dead things falling off
me these days. I want to vomit all over you
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