the site i am dreaming

much more tactility

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Today I felt like starting

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

sorry i am texting like a slav

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

idk

you cannot feed someone truth

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

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

so at the end

i have read not even 1 book

its performative

Better Lift

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

so an active mazelike process

I am below everything.

hiding from the rain