the instigating treason of your self-righteous revolution
the ball is spinning backwards. we are at a vault. time-lapsed slap of our voices. ours
don't be sad. i just want to see you smile. you have a nice smile. and your over complimentary phrases are pleasing. just enough.
"well gosh, without color and hardly even any grey, the focus moves to the other stuff-the surfaces, the shapes, dimensions, even all that movement. I'd have to say it comes down to that. Down to the construction, the interior expierence, the body-sense there, which-well gosh-what makes the whole thing so visceral, so authentic."
"Ugly, very ugly. Salt water, dead fish everywhere, me screaming 'so very very fucked up.' Five words. They threw me out. Do you think i could spend the night at your place?"
There are patches in my room i don't know what to do with.
enjoy your worries. you may never have them again
is all i'm trying to say.
don't be sad. i just want to see you smile. you have a nice smile. and your over complimentary phrases are pleasing. just enough.
"well gosh, without color and hardly even any grey, the focus moves to the other stuff-the surfaces, the shapes, dimensions, even all that movement. I'd have to say it comes down to that. Down to the construction, the interior expierence, the body-sense there, which-well gosh-what makes the whole thing so visceral, so authentic."
"Ugly, very ugly. Salt water, dead fish everywhere, me screaming 'so very very fucked up.' Five words. They threw me out. Do you think i could spend the night at your place?"
There are patches in my room i don't know what to do with.
enjoy your worries. you may never have them again
is all i'm trying to say.