lol

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bro i read nothing in my life

i love it here

what do you think my name is

i want to do that too

i have read not even 1 book

lol yea

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

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

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

fw

its good short few pages

is everyoneback on tumblr now

bro i read nothing in my life

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

1

. way too specific.

the site i am dreaming

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

your feed looks like my tumblr

this will be about a slug

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

its good

I am below everything.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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?

yeah

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Better Lift

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.