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.
i was tempted to lie about my name
no like which do people call me
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
bro i read nothing in my life
its good short few pages
was it worth it
so at the end
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
what do you mean
Better Lift
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
i understand
magnetises a pin
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
brb i will read and reply sincerely
is this you as well
isaac
thank you
abrar?
currently
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.