something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

Rain, starting

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

really i want the internet

i love it here

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

have you read

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

ion

what do you think my name is

no i haven't really read anything

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.

what do you mean

its good short few pages

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

yeah

we need to be deconstructing our identities

ahnaf abrar

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