barren land
have you read
its good
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
lol
or never left
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i have read not even 1 book
plato
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.lol yea
that looks like my instagram account
your feed looks like my tumblr
yeah
send your tumblr
i really havent
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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.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
i was tempted to lie about my name
Thank you, Jack
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.idk
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.