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

December 2025

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.


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Thank you, Jack

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.


autonomy of learning

isaac


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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

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?

I am below everything.

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

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

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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

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

yeah

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

IWGD