Sunday, January 14, 2024

  It's okay 


I, do not want to live ; do I want to be alive?


I do, want to kill myself -more like I just want to die now- butt it's okay :


Roses bloom and pose


The swell sky opens up 


Mana raintaps our meat and planet


Feed the Love 


With eggs and scarf nodules bull urine night on the town vain light waves


Derail hung graphic Logos 


Be born for soap box brian 




I impeach my undulating yess reminders


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