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.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
was it worth it
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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
wait what is that
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
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
no longer writing in the third person
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
that looks like my instagram account
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting