i love it here

2 (actually index). two is company

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

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

this will be about a slug
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i really havent

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

send link

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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

ahnaf abrar

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

i was tempted to lie about my name

we need to be deconstructing our identities

the site i am dreaming

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

i want to do that too

send your tumblr

autonomy of learning

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

is this you as well

magnetisation/form