much more tactility
i was tempted to lie about my name
yeah
so at the end
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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
god being the centre magnet
isaac newton
really i want the internet
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
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
is everyoneback on tumblr now
lol
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
and the fake qualifier
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse