okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
idk
not their contents
as in
barren land
currently
fw
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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.
...
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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.
which magnetises chains of pins
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
feel you