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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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idk

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now


I Write Goodbye Letter

Slug

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Picture

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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wait what is that

i dont understand magnetisation

whats your name?

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

hiding from the rain

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

no longer writing in the third person

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

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