The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
magnetises a pin
i was tempted to lie about my name
as in
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i want to do that too
we need to be deconstructing our identities
not their contents
the site i am dreaming
its good short few pages
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.
feel you
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
no i haven't really read anything
have you read
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate