Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Better Lift

I am below everything.

Rain, starting

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

Better Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

ion

currently

magnetisation/form

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i want to do that too

lol

abrar?

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

no i haven't really read anything

plato

It Will Get Lighter

have you read

send your tumblr

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

barren land

send link

its good

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i have read not even 1 book