It’s a bright wide night. The concurrent 5 hours afternoon doze brought me daze and temporary neurotic disorders if I meet people now, if. I have a face that depicts a slamming custom. Don’t come near me, I’ll slam you. No food whole day. It’s called dee EP MEDITATION. It’s a public holiday with much suffer and torture, food=null, outing=null, training=null, mood=null. Fucking nulls nullifies everything!!! I should go into the jungle and bequeath myself freedom. One day I’m at my origin, one day I peak my surge of hardcore inflammation..wahahahaha~~
Want to hide.
Don’t hinder me.
Else, I’ll slam you.
posted by fern at
22:59
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