
Monthly Archives: May 2019
This is not for your eyes

Everything I do is for a reason

Texts to myself

A long time ago we used to be friends but I haven’t thought of you lately at all

It’s hard to believe that the internet hasn’t killed nostalgia. You would think that ability to pull up just about any piece of culture from the past century or so would simultaneously sate and destroy the idealized memories of the past we all hold so dear. But the past, at least in terms of arcade games, is exactly as I remembered it.

None shall sleep

I’m ashamed of how we behave as a society

Domesticating the beast without actually neutering the animal

There’s something about you
