I’m making an archive for myself that only I can read
I don’t want to make my self legible to people – to things – that aren’t giving the same in return
This is a boundary
Halberstam says that memorialization has a tendency
to tidy up disorderly histories
Like memorializing a coming-of-age through social media
in blog archives
is the internet, like, forever forever?
This is an invitation
The older I get, the less I care about public vulnerability.
I only care about making my bedroom nicer.
Isn’t all art a kind of confession?
Well, I’m confessing that I’m sick of confessing.
Come over or DM me and I’ll show you my pretty bedroom and my photo albums and these little books I made.
I’ll tell you what the pictures are if I can remember.
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