• Reception coming from the satellite attached to the side of my house is fantastically sketched out so Spencer Krug is currently giving me life lessons instead. Considering that my doctor has laid down orders to unravel the confusion that lingers on the borders of my greyest matter, I figured that there be no better place then online. A place of possible public opinion but also on a site that holds some of the dearest thoughts for myself, in the words of artists that I adore. I also can't configure myself all that steadily when the reality is placed on a page directly infront of me (praise the inventor of the microchip and computing machines for having these simple keys to press right here for this being). Perhaps it's that I've made my accessibility to distractions so ready or I'm just one lazy son of a mother, either way, they probably pass on some line of my existence. All of these heavy beats of raving tunes block or bash my connection to self and everyone else, I just can't comprehend which way they go. You'll see many more or far fewer entries from Russe soon.

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