I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
you have a beautiful account btw
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
lol
what do you mean
isaac
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
its performative
currently
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
that looks like my instagram account
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
is this you as well
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
what do you think my name is
isaac newton
kind of mythopoesis
which magnetises chains of pins