October 27th, 2009

  • roybot


dropping ethernet onto the floor like shit's nothin
shit's solid just solid just solid just solid just solid like flow
things can't be better when they're better and reverb filling up my headphones like an upside down cup pressure shit what the fuck am i even saying i dont even how the fuck do i know these things that i dont know but they exist in my thought process so clear yet unclear interactions between different processes cannot be understated just removed from the abstract.
talk to me when i talk to me. make eye contact they say, i say fuck a contact. fuck that shit fuck. shapes dont make eye contact. whats this shit about an optic nerve then. fuck an optic nerve. something about airborne sickness traversing radiant thought processes.