As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
like first name
the site i am dreaming
lol yea
have you read
no like which do people call me
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
or never left
was it worth it
your feed looks like my tumblr
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
idk
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i want to do that too
its good short few pages
i was tempted to lie about my name
sorry i am texting like a slav
what do you mean
that looks like my instagram account
was it worth it
wait what is that
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i understand
yeah
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 did until you asked which kind of gave it away
its good
i dont understand magnetisation
we need to be deconstructing our identities
ion
...
ahnaf abrar
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it