Autofiction

The Sound Of Changing Place

by them, by you, by me

what's another year?

An Idea

PRYOR

Enigami

JV Gets the $$$

lover (live from a Journeys)

Defibrillator

Crawling

"We are all prisoners of the dusk, dreaming of a dawn that never comes. For in the abyss of night, even stars are but dying embers—fleeting and frail. And when the wind howls its lonely hymn, remember: darkness is the mirror where lost souls recognize themselves. Here, in the silence of eternal shadows, the heart becomes a desert… and the light, a distant rumor."

Sally

Crescendo Loop

recently hacked...

all expressions and messages sent in the last two weeks were not me but a group of individuals spewing hate

what's another year?

Harmless

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