send your tumblr
and the fake qualifier
i want to do that too
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
all that is to say
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
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
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.
and the fake qualifier
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
lol
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
what do you think my name is
Thank you, Jack
hello reader,
bro i read nothing in my life
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Better Lift
its good short few pages