It Will Get Lighter

and the fake qualifier

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

or never left

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Style

Slug

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

which magnetises chains of pins

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.

fw

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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Better Lift

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

not their contents