Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

hello reader,

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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2 (actually index). two is company

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i have read not even 1 book

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

you cannot feed someone truth

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?

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.

Better Lift

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

what do you mean

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

wait what is that

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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