Today I felt like starting
barren land
no i haven't really read anything
ion
plato
whats your name?
i was tempted to lie about my name
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.have you read
"Put a blanket."
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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 love it here
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people