The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
ahnaf abrar
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
so at the end
its performative
no i haven't really read anything
is everyoneback on tumblr now
so an active mazelike process
yeah
not their contents
i dont understand magnetisation
what do you mean
we need to be deconstructing our identities
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
its good
lol
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
it is hopeful
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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.