im making things again. this one is a rought lil nugget, but that's because i can't actually play guitar

have fun

all in good time

this is probably my favourite kind of panic attack

This mass of derelicts stretches beyond the horizon. Metal husks making their home here amongst stars, their automated cries for help haunting passersby.

Multiple Overlapping and Unanswered Distress Calls

really just a little thing in between things. like one slightly smaller hotdog between two bigger hotdogs. imagine that.

just a small interlude

it's been a long day, and it's going to be an even longer night otherwise

Go To Sleep

The dawn of a new year brings memories of previous and still oddly familiar mistakes and shame, of scattered light lost to abyssmal decades, and obfuscates future goals and the means to reach them.

Still, with time and care, hope may yet take root among the metaphorical rubble.
And it will.

Beginning of a new cycle

abbreviated as C.O.C.K.S.

it absolutely never works

close oculars - crouch - kill - scream

Tart toter returns for a short intermission

Climb

between dusk and dark, 
the leaves of the fall and the first frost, 
the roaring fire and the smoldering ember,
there is transition.
to leave for those you love, and to leave the loved to wither,
as time tears from you all that you could not maintain.
but you will find your way home.
and we will be with you. always.

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