After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Worse Lift

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

i have read not even 1 book

its good

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

much more tactility

abrar?

is everyoneback on tumblr now

so at the end

no like which do people call me

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

idk

yeah

sorry i am texting like a slav

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

I am below everything.