not their contents
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
its performative
barren land
its good
like first name
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
i want to do that too
its good
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
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that looks like my instagram account
is everyoneback on tumblr now
isaac
god being the centre magnet
your feed looks like my tumblr
idk
i was tempted to lie about my name
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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