like first name
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
so at the end
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
it is hopeful
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
propensity within someone
autonomy of learning
division of reality is straying away from it
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
so the method has to be autonomous
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
bro i read nothing in my life
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
barren land
hiding from the rain
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
that looks like my instagram account