i love it here

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.

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

feel you

yeah

its good

what do you mean

i want to do that too

no like which do people call me

its good short few pages

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

bro i read nothing in my life

i was tempted to lie about my name

was it worth it

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

no i haven't really read anything

plato

Today I felt like starting

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i really havent

Slug

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

is this you as well

Picture

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.