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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Fkn A. In pynchon i trust to weave webster spider deities loom spinnin into the dying art of fictyon. I was sure the 'pale king' ended the fine art of the tome with yaw spelled backwards in the breathe fog of the jet window...s made out as way. Suicide of david foster wallace was the penultimate. Always the pale king with stolen throne. Billy the Litch king wishing all of existence away. Who dares rewrite it this time. Adventure time. I trust to our circumcised attention span. Trust is Love?

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Look im busy. I dont know if and when i will reply. Sorry if my post offended. Life is strange.