hello reader,

plato

lol

so at the end

yeah

as in

and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

...


we need to be deconstructing our identities


division of reality is straying away from it

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

ion

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

i am quite illiterate on producing technology


god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

much more tactility

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Rain, starting

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.

13, H, grate