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 really havent
and the fake qualifier
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
is everyoneback on tumblr now
so an active mazelike process
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Better Lift
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
it is hopeful
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
thank you
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it