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
Friday, June 23, 2017
burn the world down, horoscope (or live and die this way)
speed so fast i felt like [self hating shit] i was drunk
i had a feeling like [full-force social imposition] i belonged
i had a feeling [some kinder future] i could be someone
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