sorry i am texting like a slav

Thank you, Jack

like first name

what do you mean

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

isaac

i want to do that too

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

and the fake qualifier

i love it here

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

brb i will read and reply sincerely

which magnetises chains of pins

no i haven't really read anything

and the fake qualifier

you cannot feed someone truth

your feed looks like my tumblr