Dopamine avenues used up. The tiny eyes at the back of your mind that wish you had more time
Cement Crack Collection. Floor Value Jumping. Abstract Displays of Madness. Genius Displays of Abstraction. A Mind Forever Looping and Spiraling. Yet Creating A Complete Catalogue of Conscious.
Crosshatches Sketching Embedding Depth Within Contrast. A Dichotomy of Burtonesque Horror. Lines of Terror and Kindness Alike
Nothing Less Than My Favorite Nightmare. A Place I wish to Visit Every Goddamn Night
