It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Today I felt like starting

Better Lift

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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

"Put a blanket."

currently

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Can I see


brb i will read and reply sincerely

barren land

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

fw

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

and the fake qualifier