your feed looks like my tumblr
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
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.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
yeah
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
so an active mazelike process
not their contents
isaac
like magnets
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
division of reality is straying away from it
what do you mean
idk
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
whats your name?
the site i am dreaming
Can I see
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class