Better Lift
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Today I felt like starting
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.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.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
idk
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.autonomy of learning
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
its good
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i love it here
sorry i am texting like a slav
its good short few pages
fw
magnetisation/form
like first name
what do you mean