complex in a simple way, made to save the world from all wrong with the mishap of a mechanical failure; suppression of ambition. In a constant state of deja vu, filling longing with distraction. At a traffic light, I wait for other car's blinkers to synchronize with mine. I talk to myself, I make funny faces in the mirror, I'm not good at sleeping, I dream a lot, I enjoy smashing old electronics, I hear songs in my head that don't exist, I watch life in the 3rd person perspective, I'm a pretty ordinary person.put this banner on your page!
