and the fake qualifier
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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.
the site i am dreaming
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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
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Lift Analysis
bro i read nothing in my life
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
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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.
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.