and there-leaning against a pole- a random guy pointing his random boner at me
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plants need to be watered
keyboard gets buttery
(my popcorn fingers can't wait to type)
there are magnets nearly on everything
there are deep sighs of fatigue
ooh, that breeze feels good
and that squeal squeal screech
of too many trumpets in bleak comepetition
a welcomed change

which translates to:
i am sitting here in this odd emotional state questioning my physical health (am i sick or just going through a killer period?) looking at/critiquing everything near my computer desk while trying not to be put to sleep by the melodic euphoria of godspeed you black emperor.


resting now
kisses