But seriously, thank you, Jack

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

it is hopeful

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.
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in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Style

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

autonomy of learning

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

fw

magnetisation/form

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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

yeah

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

propensity within someone