Kassiel, “West Hills”

Please don’t make me do this again.


There is nothing that makes you realize more just how horrible the Internet is than opening it up after a few days away. “Oh, right,” you think, “I forgot about how the Internet scrapes out my eyeballs, fills the sockets with shit, rubs salt around the rim for extra sting, covers them over with concrete and sets the whole thing on fire, repeatedly and without end, and then all my friends send me links just in case I missed any of it.” Anyway, back to work! Here’s some music. Enjoy.

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