"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
have you read
but really the thing should be autonomous
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
kind of mythopoesis
the site i am dreaming
i love it here
or never left
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
whats your name?
was it worth it
and the fake qualifier
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
bro i read nothing in my life
hiding from the rain
and the fake qualifier
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its good
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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.
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
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books