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.

like magnets

barren land

bro i read nothing in my life

i dont understand magnetisation

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

isaac newton

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

yeah

plato

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

have you read

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

your feed looks like my tumblr

Worse Lift

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying