do i bore you, with my consistent lack of motivation for this blog?
i'm sorry, please forgive me, i can't help if i'd rather be a baker and watch films and sit in parks in the dusk and eat lolipops.
when i grow up i am going to take candid photographs of naked people
and make artistic short films
and a lot of other thingsthat i've already told you that you probably haven't listened to.
this blog has gone from faSHUNNnn!~*~**~**!*!*!***~*~ to shitty posts about random shit to photographs of things i quite like basically everything is shit and i wished i saved one of my conversations today because it was quite interesting and far more interesting than a load of spillage just spilling although maybe sometime some day my thoughts and spillage will put themselves in order or be worth something. if only you knew, they already do.

basically, go read Raoul Vaneigem.

"Too many corpses strew the paths of individualism and collectivism. Under two apparently contradictory rationalities has raged an identical gangsterism, an identical oppression of the isolated man. The hand which smothered Lautréamont returned to strangle Serge Yesenin; one died in the lodging house of his landlord Jules-Françoise Dupuis, the other hung himself in a nationalized hotel. Everywhere the law is verified: "There is no weapon of your individual will which, once appropriated by others, does not turn against you." If anyone says or writes that practical reason must henceforth be based upon the rights of the individual and the individual alone, he invalidates his own proposition if he doesn't invite his audience to make this statement true for themselves. Such a proof can only be lived, grasped from the inside. That is why everything in the notes which follow should be tested and corrected by the immediate experience of everyone. Nothing is so valuable that it need not be started afresh, nothing is so rich that it need not be enriched constantly."