ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
send your tumblr
much more tactility
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
you cannot feed someone truth
lol
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
whats your name?
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
bro i read nothing in my life
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
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
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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.
that looks like my instagram account
"Put a blanket."
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
no i haven't really read anything
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
Better Lift
no longer writing in the third person
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.
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.