idk

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

13, H, grate

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

isaac

i understand

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

abrar?

i have read not even 1 book

magnetises a pin

lol yea

yeah

which magnetises chains of pins

we need to be deconstructing our identities

sorry i am texting like a slav

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.