i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
isaac
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
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i see a website
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
your feed looks like my tumblr
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
autonomy of learning
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
its performative
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
propensity within someone
"Put a blanket."
magnetisation/form
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.