Style

as in

send your tumblr

idk

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

fw

and the fake qualifier

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

lol

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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.

no longer writing in the third person

IWGD

barren land

which magnetises chains of pins

i really havent

hiding from the rain

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

bro i read nothing in my life