Oklahoma Storms.

Bite Me.

Graveyards.

Seawall.

03.05.2025

Running through the city at night, in the rain, through the busy streets, under the awnings of the bus stops with the rain drops hitting them, the sound of distant sirens and the automated bus announcements and the chatter of the people makes you feel like maybe Charli xcx was right, maybe everything is romantic.

In my flop era.

The only X I know is the Mia Goth movie sry.

Ponca City refinery.

All that dies shall still know life in death for all that decays is not forgotten and reanimated it shall walk the world in the bliss of not-knowing.

affirmations

i am a complex organism brutally engineered by uncaring forces of nature

i am a product of billions of years and trillions of deaths

i am building a machine greater than myself

i am able to make phone calls and appointments