we need to be deconstructing our identities
as in
yeah
i was tempted to lie about my name
plato
you cannot feed someone truth
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
I am below everything.
so at the end
is this you as well
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'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.
i love it here
autonomy of learning
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
fw
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.i want to do that too
its performative
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.
feel you
like first name
what do you think my name is
idk