this will be about a slug

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

you cannot feed someone truth

i really havent

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

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

1

. way too specific.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

your feed looks like my tumblr

Slug

much more tactility


is everyoneback on tumblr now

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

lol yea

as in

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

idk


bro i read nothing in my life

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

was it worth it

"Put a blanket."

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.


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