and the fake qualifier

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

sorry i am texting like a slav

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.

division of reality is straying away from it

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

or never left

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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.

bro i read nothing in my life

the site i am dreaming

lol yea

Style

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

i really havent

have you read

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

isaac newton

Rain, starting

Better Lift

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

thank you

is everyoneback on tumblr now

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

what do you mean

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

plato

like magnets