"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
but really the thing should be autonomous
He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
as in
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i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
you cannot feed someone truth
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
Lift Analysis
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i want to do that too
sorry i am texting like a slav
no i haven't really read anything
i see a website
its good
like magnets
is everyoneback on tumblr now
whats your name?
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
send your tumblr
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
magnetises a pin
yeah
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine