feel you


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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

lol yea

what do you think my name is

its performative

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

not their contents

we need to be deconstructing our identities

barren land

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

like first name

ahnaf abrar

no like which do people call me

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

its good