you cannot feed someone truth
it is hopeful
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.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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
no longer writing in the third person
is this you as well
not their contents
yeah
feel you
lol
so an active mazelike process
hiding from the rain
Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
Today I felt like starting
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
Better Lift
bro i read nothing in my life
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."