Imagine actually experiencing the weight another feels. Like, depict acute manic [episode] immediately. Emotion the core like it were writhing. There’s no release. It’s a trigger that’ll never. Felt pain, like the fabric, but ouch. Forgiveness and innocence. The morality of divided. I’m such an idiot. Peaking, tho. Peaking. An aneurysm. Could you imagine?
Currently, I’m hearing Chained Library 012016002001 by Agnes with the same system I’d listen to it on LP. But the person I SUPER respect at work calls Bluetooth, blue teeth, and really just wants the aux chord. *heart* But Chained Library an interesting new thing. And they’re putting stuff out you should channel upon your radar. Agnes continues to go deep in the groove. Spin:
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