The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Better Lift

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

isaac

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i have read not even 1 book

Can I see

Slug

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