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.

i love it here

yeah

you cannot feed someone truth

sorry i am texting like a slav

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

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

magnetisation/form

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

abrar?

...

is this you as well

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone

no like which do people call me

magnetises a pin

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

lol

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

what do you mean

and the fake qualifier

i was tempted to lie about my name

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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idk

i really havent