i really havent

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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13, H, grate

all that is to say

in a post. I want to be remembered

that looks like my instagram account

we can only engage in such a way

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

yeah

not their contents

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

It Will Get Lighter

so at the end

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?

as in

i have read not even 1 book

fw

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.

"Put a blanket."

its performative

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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

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 am below everything.