nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i understand
i dont understand magnetisation
what do you mean
plato
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
in a post. I want to be remembered
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
your feed looks like my tumblr
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
lol yea
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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
no i haven't really read anything
but i respect your search