send your tumblr
that looks like my instagram account
Thank you, Jack
like first name
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
was it worth it
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
brb i will read and reply sincerely
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
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
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.
your feed looks like my tumblr
as in
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them