gorgeous biting heat


our energy is the derivative of human passion. Passion comes in from the inadvertent urge to excel and accomplish fine deeds.

All but consumed by the wrath of the Sun, the wait isn’t over till the rays get over you and you start surviving by the skin of your life.

melts, sweats, pours. watery and stinking to hate yourself. running down, all the time. this time, not defining but defaming, quietly and feisty.

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