Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
"Put a blanket."
no longer writing in the third person
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
but i respect your search
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation