you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
what do you think my name is
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.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
lol yea
its good short few pages
or never left
which magnetises chains of pins
i love it here
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
your feed looks like my tumblr
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
send your tumblr
and the fake qualifier
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?
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext