or never left

have you read

like first name

so at the end

abrar?

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

i really havent

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

your feed looks like my tumblr

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

was it worth it

fw

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

so the method has to be autonomous

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.

December 2025