It isn’t that I am neglecting OSL. I wish that I had something something something to tell you other than nothing, no boats sailing on the ocean in the night or any other time of the day passing me or not.
What I do have is a lot of sadness, emptiness, fake business and frustration.
And even then, I don’t know what is real or what is fake. What is real feelings and what is just chemicals.
I wish I had something to tell you more about than this. I feel just like a million winters closing in on themselves to make one big snow cavern at the square root of nowheresville.
you start pole dancing with light
Margiela, Selfridges, Liberty. Couldn’t find the right coat.
