I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

is this you as well

really i want the internet

IWGD

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

like first name

no like which do people call me

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

fw

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i have read not even 1 book

your feed looks like my tumblr

lol

which magnetises chains of pins

that looks like my instagram account

all that is to say

I am below everything.