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, October 7, 2017
exceptionally vulnerable, your water is drunk, and I couldn't want
it at all, 24 hours are surely a surprise attack--you know I want you to be the least popular...
and then feel bad about that.
ability to produce instant attachment, but also necessitate hydration
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