its performative

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

all that is to say

lol yea

isaac

yeah

plato

i love it here

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i dont understand magnetisation

so the method has to be autonomous

ion

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

its good short few pages

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

plato

have you read


whats your name?


stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

i want to do that too

lol

your feed looks like my tumblr

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