Machine

The title explains it all if you are reading this turn back because there is honestly no point to this journal. I'm going to talk about some music (mine and others), movies, what's happening to me, etc. There's really no point to this and it probably won't be interesting.


If your still here goddamn okay I better actually write something.

So today I took a detour down the more depraved corners of the Internet, and I came back with some dark ass **** that isn't leaving for a while. Also I know why /b/ is so infamous as well. Anyways it kind of made me sick to my stomach seeing as I'm not really desensitized to that stuff yet (the worst being a screencap of a guy detailing in gruesome detail of how to dispose a body). So I'm pretty much done with that **** for a while, and had to turn on some really stupid music to force it out of my head for a bit.

Watching the Oscars now so that should be nice.


(Told you this journal is stupid)

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ever wanted to hear death grips songs... but they're acoustic? me neither.