metalliccavelion asked: Well, both actually. I've met people both over the internet and in real life who eventually bore of me and don't want to continue talking anymore.
i think the internet is difficult. the thing about the internet is that it promotes this false sense of closeness. we are more open here than if we were sitting on a bench in a park. people want to take advantage of that. if you want someone to stay interested in you over the internet exploit the false intimacy of this social medium. that’s what we’re all here for really..most of the time, i think.
in person, we aren’t blocked off from each other. we do not have this immediate sense of intimacy that is available over the internet. the false closeness is a product of not having to worry about our physical selves: our appearance, the sound of our voice, our laugh, our smell; all the physical self awarenesses evaporate over the internet, and we are able to express pure thought. so„,in person you must use your voice, your face, laugh, and touch correctly, and those are the parts of you that people may want continuously. we end up wanting to be around people because of the way they make up feel. we must feel as if we gain someone from them.
ultimately, as beings in the eyes of others, we are experiences. you are an experience to me. we are all experiences to each other, and it is a matter of constructing yourself to be an experience that someone will wish to repeat, over & over..
Virginia Woolf’s suicide note to her husband Leonard before drowning herself.
On 28 March 1941, Virginia Woolf put on her overcoat, filled its pockets with stones, and walked into the River Ouse near her home and drowned herself. Her body was not found until 18 April 1941. Her husband buried her cremated remains under an elm in the garden of Monk’s House.
i’m just going to go to sleep and wait for someone to come home & wake me up. don’t really feel like talking about things. its worst when you think you feel fine, but then your walking down the street and you are thinking, really thinking honestly to yourself and even though nothing really even happened, you have to try not to cry, because your walking down a busy street and it’s 1:54pm on a summer day
(Source: cytoplasms)
i guess i’m supposed to go to work right now…but there’s kittens in my bed.
how…
(Source: incenses)
things…
-finish knitting two or three scarves for lovely people (spent forever sifting through the craft store yarn aisle. refusing to ever use acrylic yarn ever again)
-finish embroidery piece that says “Let’s Play Biological Warfare”
-finish my paintings for show in June
-think of a name for my kitten
-finish cleaning/packing house
-find new house!!
-go to textiles and screen print
-write more
-stretch
-record enough songs for our small E.P (Cloud & Candle)
-finish website..
-find a different job
-(work on books with benjamin, when he gets here yyyyy)





