theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
like first name
lol yea
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
isaac newton
i love it here
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
is this you as well
is everyoneback on tumblr now
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i have read not even 1 book
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.