Having this. Apple-rot. Boxed experience. Making it. Skin underside. Oh my god. Nothing approaches. Nothing approaches. Good enough?

flash of rainbow sheen white aluminum it should’ve counted towards my halo it should’ve made sense for me to compress into a prismatic stone and expect people to see me as beautiful instead of a faggot when the light refracts into technicolour is that another form of translation or am i failing once again spring sperm is in the air light thrown like grain to us the sky a beautiful summer shade of just almost blue