nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i really havent

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

It Will Get Lighter

send link

we need to be deconstructing our identities

have you read

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

the site i am dreaming

lol

so an active mazelike process

its good short few pages

i want to do that too

i have read not even 1 book

is this you as well

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

really i want the internet

ion

Better Lift

barren land

like first name

kind of mythopoesis

Today I felt like starting

magnetisation/form