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.

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.

but really the thing should be autonomous

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i love it here

so at the end

your feed looks like my tumblr

so an active mazelike process

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

currently

13, H, grate

kind of mythopoesis

Better Lift

barren land

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

idk

not so on: yvf(wthw)