i have read not even 1 book

bro i read nothing in my life

yeah

idk

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

lol

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

so an active mazelike process

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.

your feed looks like my tumblr

no longer writing in the third person

"Put a blanket."

much more tactility

so at the end

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.

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

Lift Analysis

we can only engage in such a way

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.