in a post. I want to be remembered
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i love it here
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.we can only engage in such a way
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is everyoneback on tumblr now
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
so at the end
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.i want to do that too
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
sorry i am texting like a slav
its performative
we need to be deconstructing our identities
its good
Better Lift
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
much more tactility
i was tempted to lie about my name
have you read