wonhee glitchy hearts.

enter the portal and you can walk or be imminent in the orchard where trees are arthritic hands. minnows dart like cursor arrows, trailing URLs. inside a rotary phone rang thirteen times and was made of lite-brite which tangles so good like vomits of pale moisture. apples and flesh are honeycomb, the pears swathed with tiny dioramas. bite one? dial-up and greensleeves realm. the subs-for-subs purposes please go upstairs! [the shoebox: @wonhheartsfsbot] ♡