i really havent
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.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
its good
like magnets
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"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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?
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
is everyoneback on tumblr now
Thank you, Jack
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.or never left
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.