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
what is honoring but submission? I could taste your agenda.
*not about love*
dead scary thing. in fact i can't stop falling out.
all real illusion is singularity. i miss that stupid ache
*not in love*
transcend space. try to live in a lovelier life
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