i want to do that too

fw

this will be about a slug

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

send link

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

not so on: yvf(wthw)

was it worth it

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

we can only engage in such a way

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

is everyoneback on tumblr now

the site i am dreaming

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as in

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

I Write Goodbye Letter

barren land

propensity within someone

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.


stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

wait what is that

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Rain, starting

13, H, grate


magnetisation/form