ice i can feel myself becoming more and more obsessive, starting to feel the detergent clinging to my skin and the fragrance lingering in the air. 020119
apocalynx what goes in our bodies and what controls our minds. what makes up everything we touch and see on the road, in gas stations, supermarkets, malls, in rivers. pollutants attacking lungs, medication, yes please. let's pump shit up till it's full and bursting with a sickly green flavor. i am going to punch the atomic bonds in the face and say get the hell out of my life, get the hell out of my body, get the hell out of my mind and our world. some good chems, plenty bad, plenty plenty unnatural. breathe in, breathe out. breathe in, breathe out. 041224
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