

nightcrewNightcrewnightcrew
night blooms daytime hours beneath flourescent lights between rows of hoarded, packaged food marketed to catch the eye i am not among these people, many men and few women at work within the vaulted ceiling arms of a grocery store spindly metal work and spider webbed circuitry a hum of coolers and distant murmur of music
singing softly, repetitive on speakers not meant
for a sound system i don my mask of self; quiet, strange person vaguely mischievous, most often listening  
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Watching for pigs on the wing....
i miss you guys~~
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あなた
奇麗
素敵
嫌い
強い
弱い
卍
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pain is an illusion
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pain is an illusion
::magic nightstocker fingers.::
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'Quick man!!! Cling tenaciously to my buttocks!!!'
POWDERED
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