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
Saturday, June 24, 2017
i'll give you any you ask for, anything you wanted, as long as it's free
the brains become both calmer and sharper
*it's not that we can't feel, we're just hoping that it's real*
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