the ceiling is probably the last thing people see.
at least for 90% of the people who die. probably.  and if you die,the last thing you see will be printed in your eye. like a photograph. imagine all those people
with ceilings in their eyes. ceilings will never be the same

axe majeur

adore

(words by roger doyle & elena lopez, spoken by me







there are so many things that i want
but mainly
and like everybody
i want to be loved

dear danielle
i can’t think of anything worth writing
i just write to you to so that you know that i'm alive
 and that cinders always rеmain
where therе was once a fire

Spring is coming

Butyl acetate, ethyl acetate, nitrocellulose, polyester resin, di butyl phtalate, isopropyl alcohol, bentone, campho

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