i keep having nightmares about the slogan the future is now.

its on black tees and mink blankets that are actually polarfleece.

whole some now.

tropical date. rings, medals, matching luggage.

late kanye joy rides.

point break vhs.

slowly sequining.

i just wanted to scatter like a rabbit pack and drop right out.

small memory

enough of this shit.
powe power power power power

sick.

halloucinogenics wood grain mirage. it happened three hours of ford and stuff.

and so it begins

pure magic.
a very strange alliance is forming.

an australian mid twenties temperature age feeling makes everything okay villa when you mean you've made it and you say and we have hair cuts mine dissapeared. do you parents like jazz?


they are not here.

DON'T

be too precious. precious enough.

its on my drawer.