She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
was it worth it
Better Lift
as in
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
have you read
your feed looks like my tumblr
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
barren land
no i haven't really read anything
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
or never left
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
its good
i dont understand magnetisation
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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.
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
like first name
in a post. I want to be remembered
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
what do you think my name is