something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I am below everything.
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
your feed looks like my tumblr
barren land
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
you cannot feed someone truth
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
that looks like my instagram account
send your tumblr
idk