poop

Apr 01, 2008 01:13

boob

yearning for the crash

let's talk about existential despair, the irrelevance of living within the spectacle and try to establish new points of reference for relating to the self and the surrounding world and cosmos.
"Hi, how are you doing? Good... Oh I'm fine, doing well, ya know. Keeping busy."
Let's abolish these things from our vocabulary.

Let's desert the cities from our consciousness and muscle memories and never look back. We'll only know how to live once we've given up everything that has made us forget.
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