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, July 29, 2017
i want art to want me as much as i want art
fuck, even just a little bit
*i've only ever really wanted one thing*
*or only thing i've really wanted but couldn't make happen*
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