Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
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I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
the site i am dreaming
lol
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
not so on: yvf(wthw)
autonomy of learning
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
have you read
not their contents
division of reality is straying away from it
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
you cannot feed someone truth