pitch: an after party where you listen to all the songs the dj botched straight through

just as we are always waiting, so too are we always arriving

i burned a shitty little mcdonald’s placemat that i colored in and painted over the weekend alongside my friends bc i wanted to focus on the spiritual principle of sacrificing things you make that you care about - bc creativity and community and memory ought to transcend the physical plane. but i loved it and now i don’t know how to cope

the way rob(ert) looked at rob(in) playing her song by firelight. awe incarnate. “that was so gentle, it was metal. I don’t know how else to describe it.”