i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

lol

is this you as well

I Write Goodbye Letter

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.


stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

send your tumblr

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

i have read not even 1 book

lol yea

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate


i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

hello reader,

2 (actually index). two is company

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

so at the end

isaac

...

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

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.