it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
your feed looks like my tumblr
not their contents
like magnets
god being the centre magnet
and the fake qualifier
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i love it here
so an active mazelike process
i really havent
bro i read nothing in my life
bro i read nothing in my life
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
is this you as well
its good
lol
the site i am dreaming
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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.
you have a beautiful account btw
really i want the internet