i wonder what you talk about. what you get up to and where you go out. how you keep yourself entertained even when you’re doin nowt. listen to some deep sounds and think things like how fun it would be if i come through and crashed your life. ending up going through some kind of mad adventure that happens just because i convinced you to come with me and leave everything else to chance. line up a fat tech playlist and ask you to dance. and all the other kinds of mad shit two people can enjoy themselves just by doing, whatever might come beyond all of that resembling decadent romance
fly the umbra mortis through the night time horizon and eclipse your moon. make it happen sometime soon
what you plannin to do this weekend? [deep sounds ensue]
readers: it’s that time again. i regret to inform you that, unfortunately, it’s raining again
goes around
i don’t have any hopes or expectations. when it comes down to it, nobody is capable of the amount of trust it would take to switch up my friday night and experience something they have never felt before. but despite that tragically unchanging reality, i listen to deep sounds and imagine someone of such courage that would give up one night of basically doing the same thing they do any night … to experience something for the first time that they wouldn’t usually do in a million years, chat shit about everything, and enjoy this new feeling on such a sojourn they are glad that they did
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