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Yukie Ota & butterfly
Are you in the office under the right number jail? Bins and free fridges waltz by; it all spins as dreams spin unclear webs. Why do the same currents run under me when I walk this road to buy lunch? Now won't somebody pump new oil in my tank? I’m starting to feel like I'm running on charred oil: charred by the fried goat cubes, reused and recycled for the chicken, and then for the fish fillet. I need new oil to lubricate my brain and my veins like those underground storage tanks. This is a dated system and IT has a backlog. Allen said I wasn't covered in their jurisdiction; this contract grants me engine tests not oil changes. Well then, God bless.
-I'm Working A Temporary Job
Chanel - Spring 1996 RTW
Moldevites collisions, many a reckoning have expelled my extreme timidness—
yet the despair that birthed me hangs low, a fog.
I left self inferiority and studied the silhouettes of the people as they cleared and damn these spects of dust.
I don't feel aggrandized as I pass, though one could wish for a tradeoff.
I've gotten bored with chaos though I'm intrigued by the Cruel Angels ruling over Saturn and Mars.
I see them— denying bail to men
and I endure as they press boulders in between my shoulders,
and still only reverance blossoms within.
I am close to immolation and I am beginning to understand that I am immolation itself, embedded in time:
The the very One recorded in passages, the very Kindling of flesh of men and women at temples.
So with my burning you eat.
And I teach you that purification is Oblivion.
And I am in every room of Repentance, Decay, and Encounter.
—"I Understand That Which I Am"
by Iman Dua
A Different Image (1982)
love her down
I think one of my perfect days was walking into the movie theatre and watching Perfect Blue (1997), alone like always. I remember briefly at the time in 6th grade when I almost watched it. I had the page loaded on a pirating website but I didn't click play because I sensed a world of agony and female tears. Watching it at 23 I had my own personal experiences, hidden and unspoken that flashed behind my eyes like light rays and I was able to appreciate it for doing the speaking for me.
the aggressives (2005) — dir. daniel peddle
Outkast - Protype (2003)
I am not trying for Eid don't ask me for any pictures I am looking CHOPT, I am indeed NOT west African this year around
Fendi - Fall 1997 RTW
Valentino - Fall 1997 RTW
C that sexy girl from Ghana…⭐️
And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.
k.b. // unknown