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
Tuesday, July 4, 2017
missing two words, no sleep, changes whole thing *edited*
we do everything wrong now. we should be better
we aren't careful. and it reads like disrespect--we the worst. for real
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