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the infected chronicles of a modern day defect

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HATE CRIMES 17

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LINES WRITTEN IN WINTER

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a large undulating mass of something

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Jetzo, Pzor, Hype BTM. hands by Melbourne’s Jetzo. photo via @jesse_renee #jetzo #pzor #hype #btm #jetso #jets #graffiti #handstyle

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Greenock and dreams steez

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Hingz n that. 

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A sketchy rendition of one of ma boys favourite ditties. Just incase my laptop keels over and it’s lost to the realms of time a space. 

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Avacada, 2017

I have a little plant that I have grown from a pup. In my more melodramatic moments I see him as representative of my current state of mind and that if he died I might die too. The other night all his leaves drooped down and I thought he was sick but it turns out he was just sleeping. Sometimes I take him out for walks by putting him on the windowsill when it’s windy so he can grow big and strong. 

Good cunt. 

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HATE, 17 Done by the best globetrotting scamp

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HATE, late 16

Reading back on this shit from before the Quarantine Files has been bittersweet. Above is a photograph from Australia in which, despite the sentiment, I can only imagine I was full of positive vibes. The 16-17 months since my release (and last post) have included, but are not limited to - an unforgettable but hazy emigration attempt - the acquisition and subsequent rapid loss of probably around 5 jobs - multiple relocations - a body-numbing continuation of this swings and roundabouts patter that this glorious existence seems to consist of

Fuck the details. Many of them have sunk to the depths of time - weeks have been blending into months for what seems like years. 

So in a feeble attempt to claw some sanity back from the cliff’s edge and in a bid to regain some sort of creativity/clarity/positivity (the triumvirate) I have decided to at least try and use this platform as an outlet - however sporadic. 

Even just to regather some semblance of meaning for myself. 

What the fuck do I even care about? Where have I gone? How can I be in my own head so selfishly every waking (and sleeping actually) second and still be in the dark? How is that possible? When does this stop?

Happy vibes, eyy

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cunts bumpin ma style