Ari.

"We are what we repeatedly do".

Oh noes!

Geeroja.

On the cusp of regret,
Damn This Feeling a la Hayden:
Ignore shitty computer microphone plz.

I can't stop dreaming of New Jamestown and Winston therein.
Need to stop, need to paint.

Semegira.

You are a shoreline disappearing into an ocean,
so I'll just eat tofurky with quiet pleasure;
While the waste, blossoming red yellow and orange,
takes millions of young turnip lives.

Make a little love.

La Anima Secondaire.
I breath graphite and chew lead.
Carrots are so hot right now just wait and see.

Animina.

La Anima Premia.