the demand for a better future
Author Archives: nails
I forgot a lot after my hand got stuck in a machine
identity is very fragile
I believe in decorative writing that moves through spirals of ever-ascending negations before reaching nothing
I’m thinking of shooting myself
the unity of one’s life consists in the coherence of the story one can tell about oneself
where was suffragette city? How did I get there?
Speak no evil
Modern dudes are wimps
Male jealousy
My life is a hashtag 