posted by Drunk n Sailor at
3:55 PM
Infer: This is a moment. This is a resembled movement. A document a drawing a low blow a fuck. We sift oceanic bewteen what happened and the dream. We drunk and fumble. We are aesthetically pleasing. We are floating out.
1 Comments:
I'm simply not seeing The big New Years resolution of more poetry happening. Or pictures. Or anything.
I'm just not seeing it.
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