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
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
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.
that looks like my instagram account
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
fw
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
its good
sorry i am texting like a slav
whats your name?
or never left
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
what do you mean
your feed looks like my tumblr
have you read
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate