the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
Better Lift
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
"Put a blanket."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
isaac
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
sorry i am texting like a slav
have you read
its good short few pages
that looks like my instagram account
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
thank you
i love it here