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
Monday, May 22, 2017
can tell you exactly when it happened, it was when i told them my iq and they laughed
and then silence.
until i said, "what! is yours higher?"
and, killing me w a smile ever since,
[i am the most embarrassing being alive]
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