I want you to kiss me on charlie kirk memorial day I want you to take me to the catturd coffee shop and wipe my dinesh d'souza mocha spill with a kind laugh I want us to spiral in mathematical harmony on the curtis yarvin ice rink the one where he's cryonically preserved under our feet I want you to envelope me in your warmth in the nick fuentes hotel for as long as its not disgusting then I want you to try keeping me pinned down as I ugly cry every organ out from my body under the grace of chaya raichik's lunar ash.