One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
idk
yeah
no like which do people call me
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its good short few pages
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
its good
you have a beautiful account btw
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
is everyoneback on tumblr now
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
its performative
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
...
what do you mean
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
was it worth it
you cannot feed someone truth
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i have read not even 1 book
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation