He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
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.
the site i am dreaming
its good
was it worth it
your feed looks like my tumblr
its performative
what do you think my name is
bro i read nothing in my life
as in
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
yeah
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
wait what is that
like magnets
currently
i really havent
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
i want to do that too
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
all that is to say
autonomy of learning
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
sorry i am texting like a slav