and the fake qualifier

what do you think my name is

i want to do that too

was it worth it

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i was tempted to lie about my name

is this you as well

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

like magnets

really i want the internet

i really havent

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

its good

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

isaac newton

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Better Lift

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

no like which do people call me

sorry i am texting like a slav

magnetises a pin

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

It Will Get Lighter

ion

but really the thing should be autonomous

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