"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

in a post. I want to be remembered

you have a beautiful account btw

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

no longer writing in the third person

really i want the internet

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

propensity within someone

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

division of reality is straying away from it

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

which magnetises chains of pins

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression