"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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Can I see

Rain, starting

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

I am below everything.

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.

really i want the internet

yes

but really the thing should be autonomous

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

IWGD

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

isaac newton