Name: Anonymous 2018-07-05 6:41
...Who looks at you like Nick Land looks at Shanghai 🤩🤩🤩
Get you a girlNo thanks I like boys.
That the root of love is a thirst for disaster is exhibited throughout its erratic course. At its most elementary love is driven by a longing to be cruelly unrequited; fostering every kind of repellent self-abasement, awkwardness, and idiocy. Sometimes this provokes the contempt that is so obviously appropriate, and the tormented one can then luxuriate in the utter burning loss that each gesture becomes. One wastes away; expending health and finance in orgies of narcosis, breaking down one’s labour-power to the point of destitution, pouring one’s every thought into an abyss of consuming indifference. At the end of such a trajectory lies the final breakage of health, ruinous poverty, madness, and suicide. A love that does not lead such a blasted career is always at some basic level disappointed (...)
I’m deeply sorry for the damage and upset that I caused. I will not repeat the same mistakes twice. To a very specific person, who cannot be named in the interest of their privacy, but for whom context will allow that person to know this is for them: I’m especially sorry for the damage that I did to you during those months, and I sincerely hope that you get what you are currently seeking. I fully support you in your endeavour, and if I could help you, I would. You still mean a great deal to me.
