currently

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.

bro i read nothing in my life

lol yea

"Put a blanket."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i have read not even 1 book

i really havent

or never left

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

yeah

as in

Better Lift

much more tactility

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

all that is to say

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

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.

that looks like my instagram account

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

part of an old note. It will get lighter.