i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
is this you as well
kind of mythopoesis
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
we need to be deconstructing our identities
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
magnetisation/form
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
yeah
no like which do people call me
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
you cannot feed someone truth
send your tumblr
idk
not their contents
what do you mean
Thank you, Jack
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 know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
fw
as in
yeah