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'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i understand
its good short few pages
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
and the fake qualifier
yeah
bro i read nothing in my life
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plato
ahnaf abrar
wait what is that
magnetises a pin
isaac
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
which magnetises chains of pins
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
what do you mean
is this you as well
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
have you read
we need to be deconstructing our identities