"Put a blanket."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
bro i read nothing in my life
i want to do that too
god being the centre magnet
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
barren land
your feed looks like my tumblr
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
idk
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
so at the end
isaac newton
plato
i dont understand magnetisation
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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.
which magnetises chains of pins
no longer writing in the third person
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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