"We lay ourselves parallel to the sky, perpendicular to tree roots. We try to battle light pollution the same may I try to battle everything beneath my ribs." - Nhixxie; n.t; nikka ursula (26) (wpg, CAN)
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You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed that’s what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant…oh, fuck it.

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