One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

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

propensity within someone

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

so the method has to be autonomous

Style

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Worse Lift

magnetises a pin

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i really havent

was it worth it

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.