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.

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Style

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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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.

plato

yeah

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

idk

sorry i am texting like a slav

god being the centre magnet

lol yea

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

like magnets

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

isaac


so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

barren land

fw

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

1

. way too specific.

I am below everything.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i understand

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting