blue or gold

there isn't much that I hold dear today

you're going to fuck up

this year sucked so I sent you flowers

shining on a damaged planet

socially distant

social distancing

the phantom cosmonaut

falling asleep in the passenger seat

asleep at the wheel

thirty something baby

season of tha witch

get some sun and
love yourself

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