saved the address for hours all i wanted was a lit cigarette. the bits i am letting go of are made out of strings. i am more concerened about all of my clothes.

there are signs all around me, so many i can't even udnretsand thernm.

my mind is a trembling heat seeker. a novelty device turned athlete.

i'm not hip to the psstpsst form of events lately, so check it out:

there is no reason for this. or you. or me.

so goodbye.

i love it when it is this easycomplicatedrepulsingmagnificent.