lol yea
all that is to say
its performative
i understand
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
its good
you cannot feed someone truth
no i haven't really read anything
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
yeah
abrar?
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
like first name
"Put a blanket."
what do you think my name is
I am below everything.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
not their contents
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
as in
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
its good short few pages
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.