idk

its good

isaac newton

send your tumblr

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

no longer writing in the third person

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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.

as in

your feed looks like my tumblr


its good

i dont understand magnetisation

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.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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

Better Lift

yeah

what do you mean


i understand

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

13, H, grate

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

lol yea

in a post. I want to be remembered