The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
"Put a blanket."
Lift Analysis
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
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.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i have read not even 1 book
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
we can only engage in such a way
all that is to say
lol yea
so the method has to be autonomous
propensity within someone
barren land
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet