think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
is this you as well
is everyoneback on tumblr now
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
and the fake qualifier
I am below everything.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
it is hopeful
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.
no like which do people call me
ahnaf abrar
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.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
not their contents
propensity within someone
Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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
isaac
send your tumblr
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.