Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

its performative

send your tumblr

so at the end

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

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.

plato

as in

is this you as well

13, H, grate

IWGD

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

yeah

Today I felt like starting

like first name

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

i love it here

i have read not even 1 book

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

whats your name?

I am below everything.

It Will Get Lighter