I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
and the fake qualifier
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
ahnaf abrar
no i haven't really read anything
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
what do you think my name is
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
its performative
autonomy of learning
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
bro i read nothing in my life