Sonntag, 5. Januar 2025

when I was 16 I heard muddy water, even then I didn't think about grass, I hated it like muddy water. to this day I hate grass like vienna, the white stuff and crystal is for it: when you become a pipe, everywhere. kiwara still chases me strictly stay empty stay empty stay empty

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