Pyrrhonian skepticism was my instituition. Curiousity used to be my alma mater. The flow of time makes me acknowledge the value of loss and gain. Its too noir to have the knowledge that the portal to the pastime has enclosed and I, am stuck to the other world of unknown. Me gusta. Me no loathe it.To thee my dear, you , ay, please ride on my back , Hold me tight. Fuck in your fear. 


its 1:49 am, at the other world of trash.