He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

is this you as well

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

i want to do that too

i was tempted to lie about my name

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

plato

Style

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

lol yea

that looks like my instagram account

isaac newton

we can only engage in such a way

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so an active mazelike process

no like which do people call me

division of reality is straying away from it