sorry i am texting like a slav

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

what do you think my name is

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

or never left

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

what do you mean

no longer writing in the third person

its good

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

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.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

yeah

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

plato

its good

hiding from the rain