Parker Baldin
maybe one day you wake up without a blueprint you don’t understand you’re loneliness, because who are you even?...
maybe one day you wake up without a blueprint you don’t understand you’re loneliness, because who are you even?...
a field full of horses and all their hairs are mirrors and all the mirrors you and when they trot the wind full of wind chimes...
Drink Mother Fucker, drink drink drink, you sang to shots locked in her gut. Press the nut button, cheap meme boy. Talk cock, pour shock top good luck charms...
When I lie awake at night I ask myself: Is my cunt a sheath, or a diaphragm through which I breathe in the heavy scent of night flowers spawning quietly in the kitchen?...
Eastern Washington is a gas station sober & glittering in a plane of fog....
i sleep in a watery Saturn a memory of a past the world neglected to remember....
I enter into the purple mood, I can already tell everybody in here is talking shit....
There is always the question about pleasure being If you know the reason why, the underlying, subconscious...
belief=value=more belief=more value=money=more money=exploitation of me, you, all our friends, & several billion strangers...
the only thing left of me will be a part he couldn’t touch. his hands are so soft they aren’t skin i swear they’re magnetic fields. ...