you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

and the fake qualifier

wait what is that

this will be about a slug

ion

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

its good short few pages

have you read

is this you as well

sorry i am texting like a slav

like first name

division of reality is straying away from it

December 2025

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i want to do that too

i dont understand magnetisation

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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.

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.

lol

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

all that is to say

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

I Write Goodbye Letter


thank you

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

not so on: yvf(wthw)

we can only engage in such a way

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine