DOG

Diving right into the alternative grunge music again was myself in the bose room with the temple of the dog

On and thriving was myself with the files of flac bytes, I was a sponge with their reign coming from the shelf, “I suppose the tune is not just for the nineties” I said so simple while looking at the humble wifi router hog

Grinding was myself and my foots stomping with miles of glad might, I was in the mood for milk without fudge, the skim milk came, I was humming with my nineties belt, I chose to bloom with the other sightly albums with art, being nimble and digital I couldn’t go fenderly fender fendel wrong

- Avalon Dakota

- 10/28/25

- 5:50pm

- DOG