i was tempted to lie about my name

Style

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

i have read not even 1 book

yes

your feed looks like my tumblr


i see a website

magnetises a pin

what do you mean

magnetisation/form

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

you cannot feed someone truth

is everyoneback on tumblr now

hiding from the rain

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

so at the end

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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

Better Lift