32 weeks ago by x
'the crumpled tendrils intertwine with the neuroesthetics.the tangled cords and knotted strings of mirth and pain.they are too entangled, and they will be lost in time. i am a child of the ether in the mire of your thoughts.they are entwined in a web of nerves and thoughts.' illustration by anton fedeev
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