i was tempted to lie about my name
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
i really havent
the site i am dreaming
and the fake qualifier
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
fw
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
its performative
wait what is that
send your tumblr
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.
Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
propensity within someone
Today I felt like starting