kind of mythopoesis

in a post. I want to be remembered

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

yes

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Better Lift

Today I felt like starting

plato

isaac

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

i love it here

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people