








One
one.





remaster, recopy, reproduce.
you master it all the same way anyways. in anger or pronounced-massive-talent you, you’re ambiguous towards. something stupid. arguing in my head in preconceived non-spooky (typed Jon already fuck. On accident.) no not today. it’s Halloween.
33 Days To Dante
THAT MF TOOK BUSINESS TIME TO DIE.
Never trust in this family.
Never trust the living.
And somehow the old tunes, are evermore classique.
In the right frequencies, so to say.
And you’ve caught all of ours.
Who could be connecting to who?
And my dead ex-fiancee chose to die in hawaii.
and my very much alive ex-husband is watching me in French for a Francois pull-in.

Tf type of name is Gregg??
—
he said no separator.
I don’t cheat.
I’m apparent in over-attention to the rules.
It’s never trouble.
Keep working at it.
the only one that could handle to lead a legion and choose.
..



had to make it all.depressing.n.shit everything a tganame username you don’t forget in all your cynical irony.
the-johnnyface.

Ruin my Life, from the After-life.
Quiet in the House Today.
I knew would haunt me.

What way does the gun flip when you look from your screen? . .my pictures say every which way. The mechanics are elsewhys. Pack up those last little – I earned this get your stuff back the weary way dear.
Many Dead-Individuals Later.
Thrifted.
.
.



mineeyesonyou.
Paint the Taillights Black.
In Maine.

Twice more.
Three times? no more.


It’s like they got relics BACK there.



Well, it’s not really a new outfit; I suppose.

