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.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
so at the end
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
fw
and the fake qualifier
your feed looks like my tumblr
"Put a blanket."
much more tactility
is this you as well
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
i have read not even 1 book
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we can only engage in such a way
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.
it is hopeful
what do you mean
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
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 am below everything.
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
like first name