1/04/07

shit meet fan

it's getting scattered
this happened fast
not sure which window i am typing in anymore...

it's been a while, but it's fueled by infected crystal distortion samples, ah, bliss

i remember this type of stuff...

eventually we opened the door, found ourselves locked in a room, eternity,
the poppy pop coldmilk bath of eletric bubble warm narcosis

sorry that wasn't precise enough, the truth is in a critical appraisal

feels comfriggidy though, like my place, the place i've been waiting for...
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