you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
"Put a blanket."
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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.
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
...
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
ion
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
brb i will read and reply sincerely
is everyoneback on tumblr now
or never left
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
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
autonomy of learning
what do you mean
plato
god being the centre magnet
idk
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
its good
send your tumblr
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.