The music I like is unnamed, it would look like a bolt of lightning struck against electric lines against a sky that moves too quick, if you could look at it while it played. These days I wake up and its like a reversed battle, relentless, like artificial rain, against something similar.
I dont get why I must constantly attract such ill on will, though. Otherwise I'm quite smooth sailing until the cavity grows deeper. Onset of another set of dental death-rehearsals.
One other person to defy the world with me. It gets boring otherwise, by myself, when I havent been so for a while. Dont wish to be functional around here. (Planet Generation, I mean. I dont know if that makes sense to you.)