the site i am dreaming

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?


It Will Get Lighter

IWGD

Worse Lift

but i respect your search

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

that looks like my instagram account

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Style

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

bro i read nothing in my life

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

your feed looks like my tumblr

so the method has to be autonomous

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

its good

god being the centre magnet

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.

what do you mean

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

or never left

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

is this you as well

idk

i was tempted to lie about my name

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate