currently

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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Picture

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

but really the thing should be autonomous

and the fake qualifier

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

wait what is that

i really havent

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Slug

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

the site i am dreaming

division of reality is straying away from it

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

have you read

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

I am below everything.

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.

It Will Get Lighter

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

lol

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.