10 February 2013
She gets home desperately looking for her beats, her minds all fuzzy and she has the eyes of the demon. She's faded, she's gone, she can barely feel the ground. Throws herself to her bed and blasts her music out loud. Now on another planet she feels the music pierce her ears and warm her up, her mind is twisted but the trippy sounds make her feel at ease. Just another stoner girl and her Dailey routine.
(me) • Opuss № I