#bad magic

Let it be and let it die on its own. If you want to accelerate the process, throw fuel into the fire. Just make sure you don’t hurt yourself

just remembered fifteen year old twink max-ernest

I'm orchestrating a change in plans unsurprisingly the weatherman is a taker of bribes. The sea glass stretched over the memory like a birthday gift of emotional amnesia. I meet my best friends in the blind spots pruning their coffins to inspire new growth. Let's adopt the attitude of a tiny seed, carried on the breeze, and landing on a target. The audience breaks out of the amphitheater and disappears down a drain. I am finally cured & finally perfect, what could be worse than facing the authority of circumstances? Perhaps pulling a mirror out of a hat. Bad magic we ignore it we find the feather's melting point and keep on flying.

* Long Live Rock Archive

DAYUM

Behold, the Guardian