what do you mean
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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.
its performative
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
plato
i dont understand magnetisation
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
i really havent
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
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
its good short few pages
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike