It begins to make sense to commit to no particular identity in advance and live from within a sort of beta-testing self to see what sort of self the network tells you that you should embrace
It begins to make sense to commit to no particular identity in advance and live from within a sort of beta-testing self to see what sort of self the network tells you that you should embrace
telling a woman I’m interested in nothing really bums her out. Still, I don’t give two shits.
Photos from next week’s review (depending on where you read it!) in case you can’t wait!
One of my dearest friends left indefinitely yesterday. Heartbreaking, yes. I cried. Multiple times, for days in a row, thinking of all the things we did, didn’t, and could have, if only I were a better friend. She probably doesn’t think I’m as bad as I am, but still. Anyway, I never told her, but this song always always always reminds me of her. It is my secret anthem for her.
(Source: Spotify)
