i was tempted to lie about my name
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
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.
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.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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really i want the internet
I am below everything.
it is hopeful
feel you
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then