We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
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.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.so at the end
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
its good
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
no i haven't really read anything
plato