Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
isaac
yeah
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
yes
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.
ahnaf abrar
fw
your feed looks like my tumblr
its good short few pages
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i dont understand magnetisation
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.
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
that looks like my instagram account
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
we need to be deconstructing our identities
was it worth it
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
currently
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?
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
the site i am dreaming