WELCOME

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Pixels fill up the sky in a sea of kaleidoscopes as you pop into this world full of hope and hate.

 

Within a seed is a vibrating world waiting to be found. It comes with liquid poison secreting from every orifice, waiting to sprout from her endless self judgment.

 

She bleeds black from her bruises and it drips, like an overflowing factory of bricks made out of children who must relive their nightmares or the tapping of a rolled up ashy joint falling beneath her feet. Burning smoke sinks down between waves of warm meat into her stomach, where all her worries sit hopelessly lukewarm. 

 

The seeds fill the red flesh of this world, each one twinkling softly and disappearing into the void that lined the horizon line. Beyond that, a kingdom waits for their queen.

 

And even farther away, a garden full of forgiveness watches.

 

Sweet strawberries, overflowing liquid charcoal, and a broken family is what this world is made of. In this world she calls:

 

Pineberry.