what do you mean
like first name
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
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
we need to be deconstructing our identities
no i haven't really read anything
i want to do that too
what do you think my name is
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
have you read
thank you
idk
abrar?
sorry i am texting like a slav
hello reader,
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
yeah
i really havent
Thank you, Jack
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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
not so on: yvf(wthw)
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i have read not even 1 book
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.