Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.

god being the centre magnet

and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

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.

...

magnetises a pin

its good short few pages

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

its good

I am below everything.

was it worth it

bro i read nothing in my life

yeah

in a post. I want to be remembered



a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

that looks like my instagram account


ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i really havent

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i want to do that too

hiding from the rain


barren land

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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.

Today I felt like starting


It Will Get Lighter