the site i am dreaming
division of reality is straying away from it
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
like first name
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i love it here
no like which do people call me
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
feel you
"Put a blanket."
plato
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
i was tempted to lie about my name
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
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.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
but i respect your search
in a post. I want to be remembered
that looks like my instagram account
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