the fourth picture mysetiously wouldnt show but i figured it out
which means i can now actually declare this Finished

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I made the mistake once

Of thinking I was my face and my name

What a trap

I'll never do that again

Texture of artificial skin,
erotic and warm
analogue pixels
trickle down the screen
of indifference

From the vault the image emerges. I'm hooded and hiding, between desire and guilt I'm seeking schizomachine vanished in the line of temporary delight.

Ok, I've been silent, but I'm cooking.

I'm brewing shit.

There's so much to say but it's also extremely emotional and I have a desire to come out in a way, but I'm far from sure about it and it's overwhelming because it's not a clear cut thing.

I'm not gay, and I have no gender dysphoria, but I feel like a certain side of me that wants to communicate with the outside world is not communicating.

It's dark and sad and genderqueer and very lonely and frustrated and also happy and full of tears and wanting to show everyone how loneliness is such a bittersweet feeling that you cling on and feels so good to surf the glitches of the matrix or whatever you call the back-side channels.

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