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
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
bro i read nothing in my life
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
no like which do people call me
hello reader,
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
you cannot feed someone truth
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
lol yea
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.
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
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
feel you
i have read not even 1 book