Remember going to websites? Remember reading blogs? Remember the feeling of discovering some new art because a human being on the internet recommended it???
I'm sitting on a fairly large stockpile of schizoid, abandoned blogs I like to visit occasionally to pay my respects but this one is my favorite. No descriptions, no comments, 3 followers, ambient fear and destitution.
i’ve done this platonically and romantically recently. and both seem to be working out. i love talking on the phone. we should all talk on the phone more often
i haven’t done this yet, but my dear friend meredith has been testing it out. it’s working for her. i’m always going on and on about how badly i want a pen pal, so i’ll approach someone with this soon and report back
