random shit.
and erase it.
and erase it.
you are all a mountain of nobodies.
clocking in to your human existence.
showing up, but you can’t be sure why.
but you’re here. and you’re doing an excellent job baby.
your hair, and your suit
it all fits together like puberty and awkward
and everything moans. the whole world moans
and hiccups and doesn’t give a damn.
