i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

I am below everything.

currently

no longer writing in the third person

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

so the method has to be autonomous

yeah

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

not their contents

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.

you cannot feed someone truth

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

yes